Count Me In

John 5:24 (New International Version)
24 ...whoever hears my word and believes him who sent me has eternal life and will not be condemned; he has crossed over from death to life.

Yesterday it came by email--an invitation to a significant event. I'd been invited a few weeks ago to participate in something God sized--but until the email came I hadn't allowed myself to think that it was really happening. When it came it was exciting--it really is true--and I am honoured, humbled--and also a little nervous--to be included.

Invitations can be harrowing things. Being left out of an invitation list, intentionally or not, can be hurtful. Children use birthday parties to demonstrate who's in and who's out of their inner circle. We probably all remember being on the "out" list at least once!

Today I'm thanking God for the "whoever's" in God's Word.

Revelation 22:17 (New International Version)
17 ...Whoever is thirsty, let him come; and whoever wishes, let him take the free gift of the water of life.

Thank you, Lord, that your invitation is to whoever!

The invitation is not only to the cleaned up--religious--sober--"together"--brilliant--famous--or good--although these are welcome too. These things are of no merit at the foot of the cross.

I'm forever grateful for "whoever," because that is me--that is you--we are in--if we choose to accept the invitation!

Comments

Brenda B said…
Wow! I really like this one! I don't remember being left off the invite list...too many years ago now....but I am anxious whenever an invitation comes home from school. Will both the girls be invited or just the one. They are so close in age that their circle of friends is practically the same. How great to know that this won't happen with God! Everyone is loved and wanted and His riches can afford to invite everyone...NO LIMIT! Thanks for a great post!
7:30 AM
Anonymous said…
True Thank God he has no favourites when we are in Him.
5:30 PM
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