She lived on the wrong side of the tracks, but an invitation from a distant relative changed her life. Susie’s life was mediocre at best. She lived in an uneventful tiny town, graduated from a petite high school, and took a job as a seamstress at a local small business. Life changed, however, when her sister and brother-in-law were tragically killed, leaving two small children for her to care for. The children were more than a handful.
One day—when life was overwhelmingly hectic, the doorbell rang. When she cracked the door, a well-dressed gentleman stood before her. With an English accent, he identified himself as the butler for her deceased brother-in-law’s grandfather—the one who had disowned him because he married her sister—a commoner. The sourpuss grandfather was a duke and lived in a castle. But he’d had a change of heart. He wanted to see the grandchildren he’d never laid eyes on. So off to England, she and the children went for a grand time.
God issues a similar invitation as the less-than-tolerable grandfather. He invites those who believe to come right into his holy presence, trusting he will accept them when they arrive. I’ve received quite a few invitations in my lifetime. None special. Just the normal ones. Wedding invitations. Baby showers. Graduation ceremonies. Many of them requiring gifts.
God’s invitation to dine with him has only one stipulation: belief. If I come to his banquet with Jesus in my heart, I’m welcomed as if I was the most important person in the world. No reason to fear. No room for doubt. Just a clear conscience that all is well between me and my Creator. Many of my invitations were sent to me and my wife. I didn’t have to attend alone. God also gives me the privilege of bringing others with me to his eternal home if they’ll believe as I have.
What have you done with God’s invitation?
Prayer: Father, thank You for the invitation to enjoy eternity with You.