If everyone in this world worked hard to lay down the futile things, and take up the things that matter, our world would be a better place.
I asked my son, Ashton, the other day what the definition of ‘futile’ might be…
We were doing our devotions together. One of the verses that I shared with him was,
“Romans 1:21 For although they knew God, they neither glorified him as God nor gave thanks to him, but their thinking became futile and their foolish hearts were darkened.”
Ashton said, “thinking about anything BUT what needs to be done is futile”
Think about this. What if there really was an all powerful creator of all of this world and everything in it?
And what if he really was so loving that he found a way to make peace with us.
And what if he was so gracious that he broke down every barrier between us?
So that we could approach him?
Think of the scene,
…you find out one day that he’s your father! You run through the forest, and out over the plains, and up to the gate, as you pass you are seized by the ones who stand guard, you are taken into his presence, you see him in all his Glory, there on the throne… fear floods your soul! You fall down, and you are motionless… then a hand is laid on your shoulder, and a gentle voice bids you to come to him, and he tells you of his love for you, of how he has longed – for all of your life – for this moment, when you would come to him.
I would cry deep sobs of Joy, and longing, and relief… I’d ask if I could come again tomorrow, and I’d come back again the next day!
I’m a Christian. I am 56 years old. I believed and confessed Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior when I was 13 years old, and was baptized shortly thereafter. I’ve read the bible, through and through… yet I am still a seeker, because I get caught up in the day to day stream of life, and I forget about my old man, whose castle stands in all it’s majesty, in all it’s everlasting Glory.
But, then I remember. And I run through those woods, and over those plains… to once again, realize his grace, and assurance, through Jesus Christ, my Lord and Savior. And His gentle voice and extended hand, is always what welcomes me.
so, RUN TO HIM!
Brothers and sisters, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus. All of us, then, who are mature should take such a view of things. And if on some point you think differently, that too God will make clear to you.