I am not sure if it is a common practice now, but there used to be a ritual for newly married couples where the groom would carry the bride over the threshold of the front door of the home they would be living in as a couple. There was anticipation of a new adventure and life together, and a little anxiety that the husband would not drop the bride.
Not sure many people use the word threshold now; doorway, opening, entrance, or way in have replaced this term.
Over the years, I have crossed many thresholds. Some crossings have been with anticipation and some with dread and anxiety.
Carrying Janet into our home after we were married, crossing the threshold with great happiness and expectation of an adventurous life.
Entering the hospital to visit my daughter twice for the birth of grandchildren, and how much happiness it brought to my heart.
Entering a nursing home, the last time to see my father, and how much sadness I felt knowing I would not see him again here.
Entering hospitals so many times to visit my wife, with sickness and ailments, and how much anxiety and pain I felt, not being able to help.
Entering the church on a weekend to praise God and feeling joy just to be there.
Entering the church for a funeral and pain that comes from loss.
Each time we enter somewhere, we cross a threshold. Each time we leave, we cross a threshold.
We have one final threshold to cross and I am looking forward to it. Crossing the threshold at the Gate of Heaven.
We are on this side of the Gate and know what is here; pain, suffering, scars, fear, sadness, tears and the list goes on….
But imagine what it will be like to cross THE threshold into Heaven. You will have no more fears, aches, sadness. Your scars will fade. No more pain or tears.
This will all be replaced by stillness, peace, sound body, and boundless joy.
One step and everything you have known, seen and done will change. Restoration happens. You will breathe in the sweet air of Heaven and you are transformed.
Just imagine what will change for you. Just imagine….