So many people have asked me this question:
Why would a good God punish me when I’ve been a good person? Why would He keep my young child out of heaven?
Now, I don’t know what God’s exact rules for children are. I don’t know when the legal age is in his eyes. I am not here to debate the finer policy on standards of behavior.
What I have come to realize is that it isn’t God keeping you out of heaven because of what you have done. He is holding a $1,000,000,000,000,000 a plate banquet. He has the cash in his hand. All you have to do is RSVP and he will pay for your plate. But there is a time limit. You can only RSVP now, here on Earth. Once you have died, it is time to enter the banquet hall, and nothing you do can change that if you missed your chance.
Many people think this is unfair. I wonder if they are the same people who think it is unfair that Donald Trump has a separate limousine for every day of the week, or that Bill Gates has a personal doctor at his beck and call for every moment of his life.
Imagine if Mr. Trump showed up at your doorstep and offered for you to come live in his vacation home. What would you say? Free of charge… Servants, food, and plane fare included. Sounds too good to be true… Lets just say that you get a lawyer to look over the contract. What does the lawyer say? He says that you are free to do so. There is nothing that will come back to bite you if you take the offer. Taxes are covered, everything you could wish for is included. You would love this offer!! You would jump at the chance… Except for the possibility of not seeing your friends anymore. Ok… When you die, you will DEFINITELY not see your friends anymore. You are going to dissolve to dust and your spirit is going to go to either Heaven or Hell. Jesus has extended you an offer to come live in his vacation home: Heaven. The only other place you CAN live is in the sewer: Hell. Why would you choose the sewer when you could have the mansion? But the problem is that when your spirit leaves the body and goes to the other side, it crosses a bridge that you CANNOT change your mind. It is physically too late. All you have to do is sign the contract here, on earth, during this lifetime.
Not only did Jesus write you a generic invitation, but He is always standing on your doorstep waiting for you to accept. Imagine if Mr. Trump were outside your door every morning, knocking to wake you up and asking you if you would please come to live in his home. That is the glory and amazement of the King of Kings coming to knock on your heart’s door. How could you say no?
This gets even more amazing when Jesus says to you that your friends are invited, too. Won’t you please tell them so they can come. Once you know that this is where you are going, don’t you want to have your friends along? You are all getting kicked out of your home one day. You all have the sewer/mansion choice. But the choice has to be made while you are a homeowner. After that, either the street cleaners come get you or you jump in the limo to the mansion. No alternatives. You can’t simply say that you were nice. You have to have accepted the offer. But that is the ONLY requirement.
So is this unfair? Is it unfair that you have to say yes? Do you think you could get into a $1000/per plate dinner with $999 on the day of the banquet? Do you think it is unfair that as long as you were a homeowner, Mr. Trump was offering to upgrade you to a mansion, but when you moved out, he left you on the street? Well, maybe it is unfair… In the same way that it is unfair that my friend got her child oranges for his Christmas stocking while I gave my kid toys… Or that my kid got Pajamas while another kid got Wii games. But that doesn’t mean that that parent has any obligation to share their money with me. They worked hard for it, and they deserve to keep it.
The fact that God set a time limit doesn’t make it unfair. Unjust, yes. After all… Justice dictates that only perfect people get into heaven. People who have never told a lie or untruth, had a bad thought, or hurt anyone for any reason other than justice. Tell me a brother who has never pulled his sister’s hair. Tell me a child who has never stolen a piece of candy. Tell me a mom who has never felt like yelling at their child. Tell me a baby who has never screamed when they didn’t get their way. These are all examples of minor sins. They are offensive to God. They take the money out of your pocket, and cause you to have even less money. You start out with the money for that plate, and you cannot get any more. All you can do is try to hold on to what you have. But instead of trying to pay for your own plate, why WOULDN’T you take Jesus up on his offer? Take his grace and mercy and go to the banquet stained and torn. He has a new outfit for you. He has a ticket. Just say yes before the limo pulls out. The plane won’t turn around for you. The langoliers are going to get you. All you have to do is be on the plane.