 These
days most of us probably spend a lot of time thinking about what we
don't have. Most of us have less money than we did 18 months ago.
Most of us are older than we'd like to be. Most of us have lost
someone that we wish we could have back. Most of us don't have the
car or television or house we want. Most of us look around our lives
and we see what is absent. And that is because our lives are filled
with things that are finite, that have limits. Not to bring you
down, but someday, everything we have will be gone.
Someday our bodies will fail, our friends and loved ones will be
gone, our houses will be replaced, our cars will be scrapped, our
televisions will be obsolete and our vacations will be long
forgotten. Someday our books will collect dust on someone else's
shelf and our clothes will adorn the racks of the Pink Shutter.
Someday the Illini will stop playing basketball, the Cubs will tear
down Wrigley Field and the Bears will pack it in. Someday, far, far
in the future, our own planet will heave its last grand breath and
give out. Someday everything around us will be gone and all those
things we spent so much of our time collecting, nurturing, worrying
over and protecting will be history. In the end everything fades
away.
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Except the one who has the living water.
Prayer: Holy God, remind me that through you I become a part of the
infinite. Teach me that you are the one in whom true abundance and
eternity reside. I pray in the name of Jesus the Christ. Amen
[text from file received by Phil Blackburn, First Presbyterian
Church]
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