It’s Friday night. You have planned for this evening for a long time. The usher made sure you found the right seat, the Playbill was handed to you and you’ve taken time to read through the show synopsis and actor list in preparation for the performance. The curtain is closed and the room is a buzz with people getting in to their seats. You wouldn’t think of being late, because you know you won’t get in once the curtain opens. You notice a friend from work coming in and you wave. The lights dim and a voice from the sound system reminds you to silence your cell phone or other electronic devices. The audience immediately gets quiet in anticipation; the lights go down and the curtain opens. For the next several hours, you are wrapped up in the story portrayed on the stage. Bravo!
It’s Saturday night; you paid for parking, stopped and got popcorn and a drink on your way in. Found your seat. You paid good money for these seats and the view. You still are pretty high up in the stands, but still it’s worth being in the middle of the action. You stand for the National Anthem and sing along. The whistle blows; the game begins and you are on your feet most of the night cheering at the top of your lungs and clapping! Wow – what a rush!
It’s Sunday morning. You rush in at the last minute, grab a seat, say something to the person beside you; the worship service has already begun.
How is this different from the past 2 nights?
Who actually paid for you to have this seat in the presence of the King of Kings and Lord of Lords?