It’s Valentine’s Day Eve and I actually made plans this year! YEAH! Ahead of time….double yeah!!! Anyway, my wife Laura was talking about our dinner plans and asked the question that crosses many minds before a date. “What am I going to wear?” Even though we live in a country with full closets the statement, “I have nothing to wear,” is going to be echoing from the hilltops tonight and tomorrow as women and men get ready to spend time with their loved one in fancier-than-normal conditions. I heard a joke that said when women say this it translates, “I have nothing appropriate or new to wear” but when men say this it means, “I have nothing clean to wear.” Whatever the reasons I think this question goes deeper than mere appearance.
We want to be loved, to be found wholly acceptable. We want someone to look at us and say… “I love you completely. I want you completely. I see no fault in you.” Nothing captures that better than a wedding. When, after months of waiting, with a desire to commit to each other for life, after an entire morning of primping and preparing, preceded by bride’s maids and flower girls, the bride enters into the room and begins to walk down the aisle. The groom sees her…beautiful, radiant, spotless, dressed in white. And we wish we could bottle that and keep it forever. But sadly, so many times it fails. Love, as we perceiveit, is failing all around us.
But it will not always fail. I was reading in the Bible this morning and came across Rev 19:6-8. “‘Hallelujah! 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.” The picture of a wedding is the picture God gives us of what we have waiting for us. Our groom has “granted” to us his own righteousness for our righteousness. He has clothed us with his perfection and, as we live in light of that, we are made beautiful and are in fact beautiful. And I found myself grateful that my God sees me the way my heart longs to be seen. And I found myself with a renewed desire to “love my wife like Christ loved the church” so that no matter what she wears tomorrow she will see, reflected in me, the kind of love she is meant for…a righteousness given not earned, lived out of not worked into. Ah…what a dress!!!