I see the meme on facebook often enough, it’s a quote that’s been around since well before social media. It’s from Hunter Thompson. (I’ve never seen the attribution before. Huh.)
“Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming “Wow! What a Ride!””
Now, obviously as a Christian I’m not planning to show up in a cloud of smoke. 😉 Nor do I care about what kind of “ride” life is/was/will be. But the intention to use this life well, and use it up? Yes, please.
Sometimes we as Christians can focus too much on the temporal benefits of Christianity. Obviously if you obey the Good Book, your life is better. God’s law and it works most of the time. Huh. Who’d have thought…
But Christianity isn’t an insurance policy. Living for Christ isn’t about living some safe, outwardly perfect life. It’s about taking crazy chances, and seeing fruit you never imagined three generations out. It’s about sure things falling through. It’s about spending yourself for people who blow you off and spit in your face, picking yourself up and doing it again tomorrow.
Yeah, it works out better than the world’s way of doing things. I have a really nice life, even if that whole “eating less sugar” thing has cut way down on the jello-salad intake. 😉 But having a nice life, having nice things, that’s not the point. I have *everything* in Heaven. I have more love than I can imagine – in Heaven. I have a wonderful, beautiful new body – in Heaven. I have an amazing place to dwell… in Heaven.
In short – I have all the riches of the universe just waiting for me when I get to Heaven, which is my real home. So what if this life is a bit of a camping trip? What do I want to have Jesus say about me, in the end? “You had heaven on Earth, and now you have Heaven here too!” or “You gave Me yourself, and let Me work through you. Look at this bushel of fruit that came from your life!”
Personally… I pick the latter. Not that I sneeze at having a good life, don’t misunderstand. But *that’s not the point*. Serving God, to my last breath – that’s the point.