Re-post. Another excerpt and story that really taught me something.
I just read one of Insight For Living Ministries Canada’s monthly mini magazine things, and there were quite a few things to think about… It was all about Christ’s return, and, some of you might have heard of it, know it, be an expert on it, or reject it, but nevertheless, it does get you thinking, and reevaluating your life…
A guest speaker at my church, Pastor Fred Tam came one day to give us a sermon on Heaven. That we should always have our eyes on that, but not getting drastic at the same time. Anyway, he shared with us this story found in Randy Alcorn’s book entitled Heaven:
Several years ago, Ruthanna Metzgar, a professional singer, was asked to sing at the wedding of a very wealthy man. According to the invitation, the reception would be held on the top two floors of Seattle’s Columbia Tower, the Northwest’s tallest skyscraper. She and her husband, Roy, were excited about attending.
At the reception, waiters in tuxedos offered luscious hors d’oeuvres and exotic beverages. The bride and groom approached a beautiful glass and grass staircase that led to the top floor followed by their guests.
At the top of the stairs, a maitre d’ with a bound book greeted the guests outside the doors. “May I have your name, please?”
“I am Ruthanna Metzgar and this is my husband, Roy.”
He searched the M’s. “I’m not finding it. Would you spell it please?”
Ruthanna spelled her name slowly. After searching the book, the maitre d’ looked up and said, “I’m sorry, but your name isn’t here.”
“There must be some mistake,” Ruthanna replied. “I’m the singer. I sang for this wedding!”
The gentleman answered, “It doesn’t matter who you are or what you did. Without your name in the book you cannot attend the banquet.”
He motioned to a waiter and said, “Show these people to the service elevator, please.”
The Metzgars followed the waiter past beautifully decorated tables laden with shrimp, whole smoked salmon, and magnificent carved ice sculptures. Adjacent to the banquet area, an orchestra was preparing to perform, the musicians all dressed in dazzling white tuxedos.
The waiter led Ruthanna and Roy to the service elevator, ushered them in, and pushed G for the parking garage.
After locating their car and driving several miles in silence, Roy reached over and put his hand on Ruthanna’s arm.
“Sweetheart, what happened?”
“When the invitation arrived, I was busy,” Ruthanna replied. “I never bothered to RSVP. Besides, I was the singer. Surely I could go to the reception without returning the RSVP!”
That time, it got me thinking, have I RSVPed God’s invitation to Heaven? Have I answered the call? Am I too proud to think that I can show up without returning the RSVP?
After a while, I forgot about the story until I read this article in IFLC’s minizine referring to Christ’s return. Here are the last few sentences that haven’t been able to escape my thoughts lately:
“Okay, swell. But what do I do in the meantime?” I can hear a lot of pragmatists asking that question. First, it’s best for you to understand what you don’t do. You don’t sit around, listening for some trumpet blast. You don’t spend each day staring up into the sky, looking for a break in the clouds. You don’t whip out a white robe and tie yourself to a huge helium-filled ballon with angles painted all over it. And for goodness sake, you don’t announce a hard and fast date because of “the signs of the times”! Please.
You do get your act together. You do live every day (as if it’s your last) for His glory. You do work diligently at your job and in your home (as if He isn’t coming for another 10 years) for His Name’s sake. You do shake salt our every opportunity you get… and you do shine the light… and for sure, you remain balanced, cheerful, winsome, and stable, anticipating His return each day. Other than that, I don’t know what to tell you.
Except, maybe, if you’re not absolutely sure you’re ready to fly, you get your ticket fast. As long as they are available, they’re free. But don’t wait. About the time you finally make up your mind, the whole thing could have happened, leaving you looking back instead of up. What good is a ticket if the event is over?
Do you have your invitation? Did you RSVP? Did you plan for the event? Are YOU ready?