We married off another son last weekend. It was a sweltering Southern August afternoon outdoors in Mississippi. The wedding was a small gathering. The bride was running a bit late and between the heat and anxiety we were all a bit frayed. However, the moment that that bride began to climb the stairs all anxiety was put aside. It was replaced with peace and assurance. The bride had arrived. The bridegroom was waiting at the top of the stairs. You could see the love in his eyes. He only had eyes for his bride.
After the brother of the groom (also the preacher) gave a short three point message then the bride and groom exchanged their own handwritten vows. They each carefully pulled out their notebook paper with their vows so delicately chosen. One phrase struck a chord in me when the bride stated, “I have found a home for my heart.” There are many definitions of the word “home” including: “a place of refuge, rest or care”; “the abiding place of the affections”; or even when playing board games, “the ultimate point aimed at in a progress; the goal.” So, when the bride declared she had found her home with the bridegroom she declared the ultimate sense of trust. She was comfortable. She was accepted. She had found a place that wrapped her with love and affection.
One day there will be a wedding feast like none other. Christ will come back to earth to receive His bride. Revelation 19:7 declares, “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.” What a glorious day that will be. If we have chosen to place our heart with Jesus, we will see that magnificent wedding. What a glorious day that will be.