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The Prince's Bride - Part One.

Here Comes The Bride

We had family devotion a little later than usual last night because the family had started to watch an episode of a local TV comedy, Shi Mumbi, and I felt a tug to let them finish watching before we could start. I was initially working on my laptop but decided to watch along and I had a few good laughs too, to my surprise. At the end of the episode, I realised that the episode was a good analogy to the bible passage I would share with the family.

A character on the show, Belinda, had a wedding in the episode last night. She was getting married to the most unlikely of men—a pastor. This bride is a very colourful woman (literally and figuratively) and has a checkered past. She’s not the type of person most would think deserved a fairy tale wedding and marriage. Much less with a man of cloth.

This had me thinking.

If a prince from a great kingdom went on a diplomatic mission to a vassal state and you heard that a lady there caught his eye, you would probably expect it to be one of the daughters of the local elite. The last person you would expect him to have fallen in love with and decided to marry would be the local street girl—the one every John had a story about—the used, finished, over-compensating, and broken Belinda. It would be one of the most unusual things you had ever experienced and would lead you to question the sanity of the prince. Many in Africa would even suggest that she had used some potent juju on him to rob him of his senses (and his money).

This unorthodox love story is, in essence, the story of Christ and the church—the most beautiful of love stories.

When Jesus first came, the religious leaders of His day had a few bones to pick with him. One of their criticisms of Him was that He appealed to and accommodated the class of people referred to as “sinners”. They expected a man of His stature, a Rabbi, to be more interested in associating himself with fellow teachers of the Law. His message to them was always that He had come to save that which was lost.

Before Christ, we were all hopelessly lost. The whole lot of us. While some may think they are better than others, or less sinners than others, humanity as a whole had fallen to sin and was going to hell in a handbasket. We were the Belinda of the creation story.

Somehow, God still saw something worth redeeming in us and paid the highest price to purchase us from eternal separation from Him. He still paid the Bride price for that lady no one would ever dare to. He did this in spite of His complete knowledge of our sins and failures…

What a Beautiful Saviour.

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