Father, you are such a romantic. You began the Bible with a wedding, and you end it with the wedding feast of the Lamb. Right there in the middle, you begin Jesus’ earthly ministry with a wedding celebration. You talk of your covenant with your people, your commitment to believers, and your being husband to them, over and over. You speak of our betrayal in turning away from you, yet you love us steadfastly, anyway, drawing us back to you through Jesus, eventually recreating the Garden for our eternal life with you. Your church, dressed in fine white linen, celebrating the wedding supper of the Lamb, is my fond hope for the future. May those with upcoming weddings everywhere remember that scene as they plan for their celebrations. May they enjoy the full meaning of the ceremonies. May you be glorified in them, Father. You are our future and our hope. I thank you in the name and authority of Jesus, according to your good and perfect will. Amen.
“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”— (Revelation 19:7-8 ESV)