“‘Go to the street corners and invite to the banquet anyone you find.’ So the servants went out into the streets and gathered all the people they could find, the bad as well as the good, and the wedding hall was filled with guests. But when the king came in to see the guests, he noticed a man there who was not wearing wedding clothes. He asked, ‘How did you get in here without wedding clothes, friend?’ The man was speechless. Then the king told the attendants, ‘Tie him hand and foot, and throw him outside, into the darkness, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth.’ For many are invited, but few are chosen.” (Matthew 22:9-14)
The wedding feast was ready, and the King wanted to share his joy, his bounty, his best. Yet, those who were on his initial guest list didn’t value the invitation. They didn’t appreciate the privilege of sharing in the King’s bounty! They instead prioritized their personal lives more —their personal agendas. So, he sent out a second invitation, but this time, it wasn’t to those who were on any VIP lists. Instead, it was an invitation to those on the streets.
The King didn’t care about their “backgrounds” or whether they were on any “Who’s-Who” list. He wasn’t focusing on pedigree or prominence. He wanted them simply to share in the excitement of the King’s wedding and to participate in the celebration. And sensing the privilege to have been invited, they filled the banquet hall! And like any one of us would do when invited to a prestigious occasion, they washed, dressed, and arrived looking their best.
All except one.
He came in to eat the King’s food, drink his wine, but he had no intention of honoring the King. He didn’t even take time to change his clothes or even wash them. He came to gorge himself on the buffet and gulp down free wine. He came to consume, not to congratulate. Instead of bringing his appreciation, he brought only his appetite. His demeanor expressed no thanks, no celebration, and no sense of privilege.
This seemed to bother the King as much as those who refused him in the first place. So, the King had his security jettison this one into the night.
How precious is God’s invitation and calling on my life. Every day, my life must be clothed in festive robes that express thankfulness! To think about all God has extended to me is such an honor and privilege, and I want my life to exude gratefulness. I, a sinner, was called off the streets and into the King’s embrace. I will be forever grateful for His invitation, especially on this Thanksgiving Day!
Father, especially on this special day, I am reminded of how grateful I am to serve the King and to partake in your bounty. Each day, may my heart, life, and language express my thanksgiving as I serve You with a joyful and glad heart!