I caught just a couple minutes of the royal wedding on television this morning. Watching the newlyweds riding in their gilded carriage down the historic avenue between Westminster Abbey and Buckingham Palace, I joined billions of people around the world who were caught up in the pagentry and spectacle of the event.
Nobody on throws a wedding party like England’s royal family. Nobody on earth anyway.
Truth is, the celebration thrown by the Queen of England will pale in comparison to the one hosted by the King of Kings:
Then I heard what seemed to be the voice of a great multitude, like the roar of many waters and like the sound of mighty peals of thunder, crying out,
For the Lord our God
the Almighty reigns.
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;
it was granted her to clothe herself
with fine linen, bright and pure”—
for the fine linen is the righteous deeds of the saints.
And the angel said to me, “Write this: Blessed are those who are invited to the marriage supper of the Lamb.” And he said to me, “These are the true words of God.” Then I fell down at his feet to worship him, but he said to me, “You must not do that! I am a fellow servant with you and your brothers who hold to the testimony of Jesus. Worship God.” For the testimony of Jesus is the spirit of prophecy.
(Revelation 19:6-10 ESV)
May the wonder of today’s celebration, in a small way, ignite the fires of anticipation for the wedding celebration on that day.