by Sandy Kirby Quandt
Missy was a small Chihuahua mix stray of unknown origin that lived at my mother’s home for a summer. From the limp in her hind leg, it appeared she’d either been abused, or been in an accident. Although Mom fed Missy on her front porch, Missy never made it inside Mom’s house. That is, until the week I visited with my German Shepherd/Golden Retriever mix, Kirby. Despite the great difference in their sizes, Kirby and Missy hit it off from the moment they met and became fast friends.
Oftentimes, Missy waited at the front door for Kirby to come outside. When it was time for Kirby to go inside, Missy did everything she could to get in with her.
One evening after Kirby played outside with Missy, I let Kirby in. Hiding beneath Kirby, and matching her step for step, strode Missy. Kirby seemed oblivious to the fact her friend snuck inside the house under her. While I thought the subterfuge was extremely brilliant and resourceful, my mother thought otherwise, and Missy was promptly escorted out the door.
Missy’s Trojan Dog tactic to work her way inside Mom’s house reminds me of the parable Jesus told about the wedding banquet a king threw for his son. The king wanted everyone to attend. He sent out invitations, butchered the fattened cattle, and had everything ready. But those the king invited refused to come, so he sent out more invitations to both the good and the bad. The king even provided special wedding clothes for all his guests.
One man at the banquet, however, did not have on the special wedding clothes, and much like Missy, was thrown outside. He might have used subterfuge to work his way inside, but he was not allowed to stay.
My mother had her rules. Kirby was allowed inside. Missy was not. I believe part of the reason Missy was not allowed inside was her small size. Mom’s eyesight was failing by then, and having Missy underfoot could lead to an unexpected fall. Despite the rule, Missy tried to sneak in anyway.
God has his rules, too. Although he invites all to come inside and enjoy the wedding banquet of his son, Jesus, we are only allowed inside according to God’s rules. God’s rules state we must be clothed in Christ’s robes of righteousness. Jesus says he is the Way, the Truth, and the Life. No one can come to the Father except through him.
We can’t sneak in. If we try, we’ll find we are discovered and tossed outside God’s house.
Jesus responded by telling still more stories. “God’s kingdom,” he said, “is like a king who threw a wedding banquet for his son. He sent out servants to call in all the invited guests. And they wouldn’t come! Matthew 22:1-3 (MSG)
I wish you well.
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