My oldest daughter is getting married in just three days. With months of preparation behind us we are down to the last tasks. Just this morning we were going over the lists: votives, flowers, tulle, makeup, nail polish, snacks for bridal party, and more.
Kelley showed me her bridal portraits last night and I cried. Just yesterday she was a little girl with blonde curls who called her Barbie sports car a “Barbie Ferrarbie.” Today she’s a bride. On Saturday, she will walk down the middle aisle of the chapel in a long white dress covered with lace and her father will give her away. She will belong to someone else.
Kelley is so excited. She wants everything to be perfect for the wedding. She wants to be perfect for Jeremy. Painstakingly and lovingly she planned every detail of the ceremony, the reception, and her appearance. Nothing has missed her scrutiny. Saturday can’t come soon enough for her.
There is another bride waiting for her Bridegroom. The Bridegroom has sacrificed everything for His bride. Even His very life. He gave Himself up for the bride so she could be clean and spotless. This Bridegroom is Christ and the Bride is His church. That’s you and me.
In Ephesians, chapter 5, Paul said that Jesus died for us so he could present us back to Himself “as a radiant church, without stain or wrinkle or any other blemish, but holy and blameless.”
Revelation 19 talks about Jesus’ return, when He comes for His bride, the church. The wedding supper waits for us. Jesus has provided the “fine linen, bright and clean” for us to wear.
I hope on Saturday as my daughter walks down the aisle toward her groom in her spotless gown, I will – at least for a moment – think of the Bridegroom that is coming back for me.