Yesterday, my cousin was married to an amazing man. I haven’t officially met her husband yet, but still I know he’s great. She did marry him, after all; I trust her enough to make those kinds of good decisions. It was an incredible ceremony: lovely, sweet and funny; sober and spiritual. Their promises to one another were kind, sincere and genuine. Their love for one another was so evident in their eyes.
I’ve been thinking about another wedding: the great day when Jesus comes back to His pure Bride. I am a part of that Bride. My worth is measured by the value the Groom places on me. In this marriage of earth and Heaven, all the angels look at Jesus and ask, “What is this woman worth?” They see the answer in His tender touch, the kindness in His eyes, His words of love. On the other side of the aisle, all of the earth asks the Church, “What is this man worth to you?” They look for the evidence: the faith we have put in Him.
What kind of beautiful dress have we put on? Have we become righteous? The point of throwing off those filthy rags, repenting of sin and living in truth and love is much more than just getting tickets to Heaven. We are literally becoming more beautiful every day, more worthy to be called the Bride of Christ. I want to be around the ones who are serious about this beautification process. Together, we can collect the bows, the lace, the fabric. The most beautiful man in the universe is to be ours forever, and we are to be the most beautiful bride.
“‘Let us rejoice and exult and give him the glory, for the marriage of the Lamb has come, and his Bride has made herself ready; is was granted to her to clothe herself with fine linen, bright and pure’–for the fine linen is the righteous deeds of the saints.”–Revelation 19:7-8