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“Few
Are Chosen”
Matthew 22:1-14
Grace to you and peace from
God our Father, and from our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. Amen.
The king was a gracious host; his table was rich, filled with His lavish love. No expense was spared in preparing this feast for his son’s wedding day. There were the finest marbled meats and rare, vintage wines. Before we became obsessed with fat grams and calories and cholesterol, we might have thought of premium prime rib with all the trimmings, accompanied by a priceless bottle of wine. Who could say “no” to such a meal as that? Who would say “no” to eating and drinking such a meal in the presence of the king and His son?
Incredibly, many of the first invited guests in the parable did say “no.” Some were indifferent to the invitation. Others were too busy. They were too preoccupied with their own cares and concerns to take the time off. One went to work on his farm. The fields needed tending; chores had to be done. Another went off to take care of his business. Their cares were too great to take the time to relax at the king’s table. Maybe another time. Still others were more hostile in their rejection. They killed the king’s servants for bothering them with such invitations.
Incredibly, many still say “no” to God’s feast today, filling the time for worship with work or play. We have our excuses, but they ring hollow compared with the richness of God. Think of the excitement there is when a new food fad hits, especially one that promises health benefits. Once the word gets out, they can’t keep it on the shelves. Think of the commotion that would happen if there was a food that promised to cure death.
But there is such a food and drink, and it’s here. Jesus said, “He who eats my flesh and drinks my blood has eternal life, and I will raise him up at the last day.” Think of the clamoring there would be for that food and drink, if people truly believed that. I’ve served Christians who thought they could get too much forgiveness, too much life, too much salvation—too much Jesus. They refused to even let the meal be offered.
The king is persistent, driven to fill his banquet hall. He sends his servants into the town to invite everyone. When the respectable refuse, he invites the disreputable, the despised. When religious Israel rejected Christ, God went to the Gentiles. The king sent his servants into the highways and byways, into the alleyways and darkened doorways, the boarded up tenement buildings and crack houses. He invites those who had never been invited to his house before, and what a party that will be!
Notice that by the end of the parable, there is no one who is not invited to the son’s wedding feast. And that’s the point of the parable. When God throws a party, there isn’t a single person left off the invitation list. When Jesus died on the cross and was made sin for us, no one was left out of His death. Only our own indifference to that death, only our own stubborn refusal to be fed, only our hard-hearted rejection of God’s gifts leaves us out of the feast, and then it’s entirely our own fault. God’s will is to fill his banquet hall with guests. If they wind up weeping and gnashing their teeth in hell, it’s entirely against God’s will to save them. God wants to throw a party, and he’s invited the world.
When the king entered the hall packed with guests, he spied a man who was not properly dressed for the occasion. Remember that the king had been pulling people off the streets to come to this party. Imagine what all these street urchins looked like. There are restaurants that require a coat and tie. And if you didn’t have that, the restaurant supplies something from the lost and found.
Maybe that sounds foolish, but it is no more foolish than appearing before God in the resurrection clothed in the filthy rags of your own righteousness, boasting of your “good works” which are never quite good enough, bragging about all the good you’ve done for God. And the result is the same. Those who show God their contempt by clothing themselves in their own works will be left out. Not a happy thought, but the outcome is totally avoidable.
God supplies the clothing. He covers us with the perfection of His Son. “For as many of you as were baptized into Christ have put on Christ.” God clothes us with Christ in Baptism. He wraps us in His righteousness. He covers us with His perfection. Christ is our wedding garment; His seamless and spotless righteousness is our covering. God gives it all for free. Better than an Armani suit or Vera Wang dress, we wear Christ. And we dare not come to the Lord’s party dressed in anything less than Christ.
This is a parable of God’s kingly love that keeps His promises; His lavish love that prepares a rich feast of salvation; His seeking love that goes even into the worst alleys, inviting the good and the bad to come and be fed; His ruthlessly holy love that does not look upon our sin but covers it with Jesus. By the end, everyone was invited to the party, but only a bunch of riffraff from the streets end up in the King’s banquet hall wearing the best suits and dresses, eating prime rib and sipping an expensive wine. Salvation was won for all by our Lord’s dying and rising, but only broken hearted beggars take Him up on the invitation to be clothed and fed by Christ. “Many are called but few are chosen.” That isn’t an explanation; it’s an observation. Why? It wasn’t the king’s fault. And it certainly isn’t God’s fault if you refuse to be fed. His feast of salvation is for all, but He forces no one to eat and drink. If you miss out on the party, you have only yourself to blame.
Jesus died for you. He rose for you. He reigns for you. He clothes you in Baptism. He forgives you in His Word of pardon. He feeds you with His body and blood in His Supper. The banquet hall is here, and you are the chosen guests. Welcome to the wedding banquet of the Son of God. In the name of the Father and of the Son (†) and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.
The peace of God which passes all understanding keep your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus always. Amen.



