A favour became a Bridge too far for me

Last Thursday evening I was asked by a friend if I could book tickets for the comedian Kevin Bridges who is appearing in the Millennium Forum next July.

Last Thursday evening I was asked by a friend if I could book tickets for the comedian Kevin Bridges who is appearing in the Millennium Forum next July.

I was asked to book four tickets the next morning at 9.30am. Promptly the next morning at 9.29am I sat at my computer waiting for the booking office to open on the webpage of the Millennium Forum. At 9.30am I picked the night, booked the number of seats I wanted and was feeling very optimistic as everything seemed to be running smoothly until the website crashed. I began to panic and tried and tried again but the homepage wouldn’t reload due to excess demand. In the meantime I tried the telephone number for the Forum but for twenty minutes all I heard was an engaged tone.

Looking at my computer screen and then my phone there was nothing for it, I would have to drive to the Forum and queue. Parking up I rushed over to the Forum and couldn’t believe my luck, there was no queue outside the building. So running as fast as my tiny legs would carry me I burst through doors only to discover to my horror the queue which snaked around the interior of the building. After about fifteen minutes the young woman in front had to leave because her work break was over, only to be replaced by her two friends, a bit like a tag team. One of the new girls said to me ‘hope you don’t mind?’ I replied ‘not at all but God help you if you get tickets and I don’t.’ The girl wasn’t sure if I was joking or not and then made a bigger mistake by saying ‘You’re marrying me in June.’ I quickly reassured her I won’t be bringing up the fact she skipped the queue at her wedding.

A little later I couldn’t help but hear her tell her friend how she had rushed out the door without even putting make up on. Of course not minding my business I started to slag saying ‘she had left her face in the house’. Thankfully the banter helped pass the time until there was a new panic surging down the queue; apparently tickets were being sold for cash only. I then had the brass neck to ask someone to keep my place in the queue while I went to find a cash machine. All the time I was worrying would there be enough tickets for everyone? Being in the queue for nearly an hour and struggling to cope with the anxiety of not knowing the outcome, made me reflect on this weekend’s gospel passage. The scene focuses on the end time when we await the coming of God’s kingdom and the day of judgement.

Accordingly Christ explains entry into the kingdom of God will be determined by our recognising Jesus in the least of our brothers and sisters. We meet Jesus here and now in our daily encounters with all people. If we can’t see Jesus in our neighbour or stranger then God’s son won’t recognise us at the end of time. To honour Jesus as the universal king means giving honour to all those women and men who are made in the image and likeness of God.