In the year 2000, Angie and I bought our first home. It was sweet! We took one day with the realtor. About the fifth or sixth and final house we looked at that day was the perfect fit. We headed to the realtor’s office and filled out an offer form and included with it our earnest money – a whopping $500 (big money for us at the time)!
When I was a kid, I wanted to be a teenager. When I was a teenager, I wanted to be an adult. There’s nothing else to want but death, so I’ll stop there in terms of physical age. Now I find myself wanting to finally be fully grown up spiritually. Or as Paul once said, “We groan as we eagerly wait for our adoption, the freeing of our bodies from sin.” (Romans 8:23 GW)
Living forever is only a good idea if the life lived is a quality one. Who would want to live forever in a state of pain or disease? Death, in a sense, is a gift of ultimate deliverance from a world of suffering. So when we talk about “eternal life,” we’re not merely referring to the quantity of time one lives but to the quality of that life.
I grew up white, middle class, and in the mid-south. My high school was diverse, but not peacefully so. Tensions ran high between races, classes, and groups, which was to some degree a reflection of the entire community. I very well should have grown to adulthood with all kinds of prejudice. But God, in His grace, showed me a different way.
It’s day one of a new year. It’s also day one of the rest of your life. 2011 is behind us and a clean slate is before us. January 1 is always a day of high hopes and sometimes unrealistic expectations.