The reward of Jesus’ sacrifice is people.
I often think about a teeming ocean of people from every tribe and tongue,
that have accepted Jesus as their Lord and Savior,
all in the bridal garments of their culture,
being presented to the Heavenly Bridegroom.
His Bride, worshipping Him in praise so loud,
it’s like the rolling thunder,
like the crashing waves.
Maybe my theology is wrong,
maybe we will all be dressed alike in the same wedding garment,
(but I kind of hope not).
But, still, while I am sure that we will all be like Him,
(finally! no more struggle with sin and our flesh!),
we will still be known as we are known now,
each in our own beautiful uniqueness.