My son and I were home alone on the evening of the 2014 Winter Olympics Opening Ceremonies. Much to my surprise he was really into it. I had turned it on to take a glance assuming that his complaining would commence quickly.
He was captivated and wanted to know the name of each country as they entered the stadium and paraded around waving the flag of their homeland. He asked a lot of questions that I, to be completely honest, I could not answer. There were a ‘few’ of those places that found me in a blank stare when he asked, ‘Daddy, where is ___________?” I was a little concerned about damaging my reputation as the Dad who knows everything, but it didn’t seem to bother him.
As we sat on the couch together (which is so fun) I was daydreaming and wondering if there would be any type of Opening Ceremonies in Heaven. I also wondered if I was being obedient personally in the pursuit of seeing every tribe and language gathering together at the feet of Jesus.
I do not foresee us marching around with our perspective flags in our hands. That being said, I strongly believe that God will preserve our diversity. Watching those nations and languages march around that arena was beautiful because it represented a picture of God’s creativity.
God does not create by accident. He intended every tribe and nation to radiate a unique facet of His glory. The day when we all gather together as His children we have no reason to believe that He will wash the beauty of His diverse creativity from His people.
So… I can’t wait for the opening ceremonies of Heaven. In the same way that each instrument in the symphony brings its own timbre, so will each culture, tribe, and nation to the glorious worship of our God and King when we join Him and His host.
We have so much still to do on the mission on which God has so graciously allowed us to participate. We have much to do here at home and across the world.
After this I looked, and behold, a great multitude that no one could number, from every nation, from all tribes and peoples and languages, standing before the throne and before the Lamb, clothed in white robes, with palm branches in their hands, and crying out with a loud voice, “Salvation belongs to our God who sits on the throne, and to the Lamb!” (Revelation 7:9-10, ESV)
I cannot wait for the unity amidst the beautiful and vast diversity that will come to fruition in the worship of His people at this moment.
Does the gathering of every tribe and language move your heart to action? What are some things that you can do to participate in God’s great gathering of worshipers?