Thoughts rush around your head including: you don’t know the identity of the bride and groom, you weren’t expecting to go to a wedding, and your name wouldn’t be on their guest list. Over the cheers, shouts and gestures of the crowd a voice sings out in your language, “Will you come, will you enter in?” Quickly the whole congregation takes on the harmonies and with such exuberant invitation you hesitate. Their excitement is palpable. Women break from the crowd to dance towards you, scattering an even deeper path of rose petals for the donkey to tread on. In the briefest second you are drawn to enter through the narrow gate before emotions and question fill your mind.
Why are you here? What is this? It isn’t fear that stops you, but a knowing you are unprepared to enter in, it’s not the right time, or place. You nudge the donkey to move on. He gives you a longing look and somewhat hesitantly ambles back down towards the village. It’s impossible, but you hear people calling your name. You turn in the saddle. The crowd is spilling through the lych gate and covering the hillside. Are they now waving ‘goodbye’? You feel to acknowledge and with your hand make a brief wave. Instantly the words of the song changed to: “Come again my beloved, I’ll be waiting for you”.
The words of that parting invitation ring in your ears even when the beautiful melody and their voices fade away. Should you have stayed? Yet birthed within you is the knowledge there will be another opportunity to enter into that which you barely glimpsed. Back at the village square with four roads to choose from you wonder which one you will take.
“Go stand at the crossroads and look around. Ask for directions to the old road, the tried and true road – then take it. Discover the right route for your souls. Jeremiah 6:16-17 (MSG)
When missing an opportunity do you hold on to hope?