The final Royal banquet of the saints

What a party it Shall be when we finally finish this race, what a glorious welcome in the paradise of my heavenly father when the pearly gate shall be opened, it shall be a Royal wedding day in heaven, that great day when the eternal medals of precious stone shall be present to the heavenly athletes who has run the race kept the faith and finished the race at the feet of the king of kings, when the prince of peace will be wearing each of the saints that glorious crown decorated with the galaxies of shining stars of souls won for the lord, imagining that divine graduation Robe made with the sparkling white of God's righteousness and holiness, I am picturing the God almighty standing up from his throne made of jasper and taking over the stage and everything in heaven prostrating in the royal honour of his majesty, as he reads the welcome and congratulatory speeches, I am just imaging the master, calling out the names of saints and the Angel, singing and making melodies with their voices, oh I look for tears of joy but I can't find it anymore because then tears has ended.
What a wonderful day it shall be, beloved can we just beg God to open our eyes to see the joy that is set before us that we may run this race according to instructions and lay aside every weight and the sins that easily entangles us, so that we may endure the pressures and the fires of trials and temptations and finally finish victoriously at the venue of this final Royal wedding feast.