This morning I was reminded of an invitation extended to me. Some invitations I might expect . . . such as an invite to a family reunion . . . or to attend a concert being put on by a favorite southern gospel quartet. But the invitation I’m pondering anew this morning is one extended not because it makes sense based on who I am, but it is an invitation extended because of another . . . of who He is . . . and what He has done.
Let us then with confidence draw near to the throne of grace, that we may receive mercy and find grace to help in time of need. (Hebrews 4:16 ESV)
The invitation is to draw near to a throne. To approach the seat of a sovereign. To ascend to the footstool of a chair of power, and authority, and majesty. And, to do it with confidence. To come with boldness . . . to come with assurance of acceptance . . . to come openly and frankly . . . to come cheerfully, with freedom, and without fear.
And it’s not just the throne of any sovereign but of The Sovereign. It is the throne of heaven . . . occupied by the God of heaven . . . surrounded by the host of heaven which proclaim, night and day, His unfathomable glory. And I’ve been sent an invite . . . to elbow my way, as it were, through the legions of angels . . . and, by faith, and through the active agency of the Holy Spirit, draw near with confidence to this throne.
Who am I to be extended such an invitation? Wrong question. Rather who is He who extends such an invitation?
By the throne stands my great High Priest.
Since then we have a great High Priest who has passed through the heavens, Jesus, the Son of God, let us hold fast our confession. For we do not have a High Priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses, but One who in every respect has been tempted as we are, yet without sin. (Hebrews 4:14-15 ESV)
Jesus, the Son of God, extends the invitation. He addresses it to me . . . written in red. His blood shed that my sins might be forgiven. Suffering death that I might live forever. Risen the third day . . . and then ascending through the heavens . . . making way for all who believe to follow. Clothing us in garments of His righteousness that we might enter into the presence of a holy, holy, holy God.
Interceding even now at the Father’s right hand, knowing my failings as I seek, by His power, to put off the old man and learn to wear my new garments. And thus, He makes the throne of God not one to fear, as in a throne of judgment . . . but one to confidently draw near to as a throne of grace.
That’s the invitation! To ascend . . . to approach freely and fearlessly . . . to boldly draw near to the throne of Him who so loved us that He sent His Son to redeem us. To know daily the all sufficient grace which not only “saved a wretch like me” . . . but the all sufficient grace which will “lead me home.” Grace ministered through a faithful Advocate . . . One who took on Himself flesh and blood . . . was in all ways tempted as we are . . . yet without sin. And so, is able to sympathize . . . and able to revitalize.
I just need to act on the invitation.
Just as I am without one plea
But that Thy blood was shed for me
And that Thou bid’st me come to Thee
Oh, Lamb of God, I come, I come