The nearer you inch towards the lych gate the more clearly you see those lining the path. Several times you think there is a familiar face, yet as you stare, you think not. The sun begins to take on a late afternoon glow. The bright clothes of the guests mix together as they move to the music rhythm bringing a merging into the one body and one melodic voice. Watching from the other side of the wall, there’s a touch of heaven in the infectious joy displayed by these people who live in such a pleasant and fruitful land.
You don’t stop the donkey moving forward because you are as curious as he. Their triumphant song has its final crescendo at the very moment you venture forward to take a glimpse down the path leading to the church. To your embarrassment those seeing you begin cheering, and within seconds the whole assembly erupts into that and flag waving. The donkey pauses, his head turns, as if to seek your permission to go through the narrow gate.
The enthusiastic crowd, start throwing red and white rose petals up in the air showering themselves and the path. Several people are talking to those behind them, fingers are pointing, and some call out. Unable to hear, or understand what they are saying, you can only believe they want you to move on. Obviously, the bride and groom’s arrival is imminent. You give a small wave to indicate you will leave. Yet there are those in noisy crowd who warmly beckon you to join them. This adds further to your confusion. You feel awkward at causing a distraction and disturbance and are anxious to leave.
“…since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything than hinders and…that so easily entangles…” Hebrews 12:1 (NIV New International translation)
What would encourage you to join this celebration?