Did you hear the latest scandal in every 2000s child’s life?

Josh Peck did not invite his co-star of many years Drake Bell to his wedding. 

DUN. DUN. DUN!!!!

So how did Drake reflect his pain and emotion? He did what every millennial does. He tweeted about His anger. 

And every other millennial laughed.

His tweet totally called Josh out.

I laughed at every meme. And rted so many funny tweets about this interaction.

And although Drake’s tweet never said Josh’s name.. it was obvious. More obvious than when Taylor Swift wrote her song Dear John. Or even better, Style.

LIKE WONDER WHICH EX COULD THOSE BE ABOUT T-SWIFT???

As I was chuckling, I did some research (aka looking through Facebook for other articles that may or may not be accurate. Apparently, Drake and Josh had not hung out in over 3 years. I thought of all my old friends in my graduating class who are having weddings and babies. I thought about how I haven’t really been invited to many of their weddings…because well I haven’t talked to them in over 3 years. I lacked good communication with them. And although I throw the girl who sat in front of me in History a like or two on her romantic pics of her and “bae”…I did not actually know know her.

I used to know her. Well actually. She would tell me everything about her relationships and I would give her advice. But suddenly without realizing it we weren’t friends. So OF COURSE I wouldn’t be invited to the wedding. Sadly, the chicken cordon bleu would not be eaten by me at her reception. No open bar for me.

I felt God tugging at my heart… he asked a question.

Who would be invited to my wedding?

Okay…classic blogger move. I found God in a twitter fight. Lol. But seriously…stay with me.. this isn’t just another lame Jesus juke I like to think.

Would I be invited to my own Creator’s wedding…??

Many of us wanna say… OF COURSE. On Christmas and Easter we prayed as a family. I once fed a homeless man on a mission trip in high school. And oh what about that one time two years ago I went to that retreat and held my hands up when Oceans was played because I could totally feel God.

But do you actually communicate with God?

Do you talk to Him? Do you say “what’s up Jesus, thanks for today, let’s talk about life”?

Do you read His word and continue to learn more about His character?

Or are you Drake Bell, without realizing it your relationship is surface-level based. Maybe you were tight in the past… but time has happened, life got in the way, and you realize you barely even know the guy.

Listen to me, at the end of this world I promise you there’s something greater than a reception with a sushi buffet. There’s something worth more than a Kuerig you buy as a wedding gift. There’s something even more beautiful than seeing a big, hot hunk cry during the “first look”.

God’s party is gonna be greater than the wedding that played Ignition at 2 a.m. Probably won’t have an open bar… but I bet a guest appearance by Mary will be cool. And you will have true eternal joy. Your soul will be with the one who once knit you together in your mother’s womb.

I hope you are there. But to be there you must be friends with God. You must remain in communication with Him. You must be investing time, love, and genuine appreciation in your friendship with Him. No, there is no “check-list” to get in, but you have to have accepted His love. And accepting His love and realizing the importance of it causes you to live a life that worships Him. It causes you to live a life that respects Him. It causes you to be best friends with Him.

Your faith is more than one moment when you rose your hand, walked up to the altar, and said that cool prayer. It is more than an Instagram bio and about something more purposeful than sitting in a pew once a week.

I don’t know about you but I want to be invited to this party. I want that bouncer we call God to say, “Oh yes my friend, you are on the list. Well done good and faithful one.”

I don’t want to live my life realizing I spent years not in authentic communication with my Maker. 

I pray you feel this way too. May we dance with God each morning. May we follow His lead and let Him gracefully guide us where we are supposed to be. May our feet go where led and our hands lock us together with His love.

See you at the party one day folks. Best way to pre-game: BE BEST FRIENDS FOR EVER WITH THE MAN HIMSELF. Don’t lose communication. Don’t lose interest when it gets hard.

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Written by Grace Valentine

I love Jesus, diet coke and sunflowers. I wish I lived in the mountains, but love the two states I call home--Louisiana and Texas. I can watch Criminal Minds all day and dream of one day owning an ice cream truck for fun. However, my main goal in life is that more girls will realize the worth they have through Christ Jesus--and with Him and Him only we are enough.

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