How do you get into...
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How do you get into the party that ends all parties? Getting ready for a party, the husband
slaps on some old jeans and a sweater, throws on some shoes, and he's ready to go. He
turns around to see ten different coordinated outfits carefully displayed on the bed. His
wife begs him with strain in her voice, "Which one should I wear?" He is not sure if this
is another one of those trick questions like "Do you think these jeans make me look fat?"
But she knows that if you are going to a party, you've got to have the right clothes.
How much more true that is when it comes to the party of heaven. You must have the right clothes to be admitted into heaven. The Holy Ma''tre D' of heaven will not accept our shirts stained with sin and shame. He rejects our jeans splattered with the sticky jam of selfishness and lovelessness. He turns away the filthy ties of our tantrums, our lustful thoughts, and our apathy. But you will notice that all the people in heaven weren't wearing filthy clothes. They were wearing white robes, stately, flowing robes of purity. It's not that they never sinned, but their sins have been covered by Jesus.
How much more true that is when it comes to the party of heaven. You must have the right clothes to be admitted into heaven. The Holy Ma''tre D' of heaven will not accept our shirts stained with sin and shame. He rejects our jeans splattered with the sticky jam of selfishness and lovelessness. He turns away the filthy ties of our tantrums, our lustful thoughts, and our apathy. But you will notice that all the people in heaven weren't wearing filthy clothes. They were wearing white robes, stately, flowing robes of purity. It's not that they never sinned, but their sins have been covered by Jesus.
