WHAT A DAY THAT WILL BE

I have been down in MO this past week. For me in ways it is a homecoming, I lived here 6 good years. I have enjoyed laughing with old friends, eating at my favorite resturants and reliving memories. In the AG we somtimes jokingly refrer to Springfield as our mecca, our holy city. The place every good AG person eventually travels to see the sites and wonders of our past and present heritage. The building and grounds are beautiful and make you proud to be a part of it. I really enjoyed it. Friends are wonderful and a strong heritage is a blessing.

It got me thinking of another homecoming though. I started thinking what it will be like when I get there. When it is all said and done. If this was good, how much more will that place be even better?

I began to reexamine my week. I remembered the high gas prices we paid to get down there. I remembered the 5 hours in urgent care because of an infection and high temperature. I remembered the heat was well into the 90's the whole time we were down there. I remembered sunburns and crying kids. I remembered having to say good-bye to good friends once again.

When I compare the whole picture to the potential of what I will find and experience in Heaven the weekend begins to fade and my future gets even brighter.

I will not have to pay a high price to get there; it has already been paid for me. The weather will always be perfect; because the most perfect Son will always be shining. There will be no more pain, sickness or tears. We will never say good bye to one another. I will be what and where I was created to be. For the first time ever everything will genuinely be Perfect...Just as Jesus is perfect.

livin water?

Genesis 1:21 So God created the great creatures of the sea and every living and moving thing with which the water teems, according to their kinds, and every winged bird according to its kind. And God saw that it was good.
I recently traveled to a new body of water called the Eau Galle Reservoir, some folks call it Lake george. I went straight to the reed-filled end and started drifitng down the bank, casting to the shore.

Right away I noticed how murky the water was. When I reeled my baits back to the boat I couldn't see them until they were right next to me. After an hour I didn't have one Bass in the boat. I wondered if this might be what the Dead Sea in Israel is like. Eventually I figured they were hiding someplace else and I paddled up stream into the Eau Galle River.


A quarter mile into the paddle the river started to clear up. It was really hard to believe that the source of that lake was this beautiful river. Eventually, I could see eight feet down and I was watching the fish. It reminded me of a clean clear fish tank. I still wasn't catching any fish but all of a sudden it really didn't matter.

I sat out there and had a time of devotion and the Lord called to my mind the many times that he used water and rivers to illusrate His provision for us.

Revelation 22:1 Then the angel showed me the river of the water of life, as clear as crystal, flowing from the throne of God and of the Lamb

John 4:10 Jesus answered her, "If you knew the gift of God and who it is that asks you for a drink, you would have asked him and he would have given you living water."

John 7:38 Whoever believes in me, as the Scripture has said, streams of living water will flow from within him."



I think the best part of my meditation that day and the biggest lesson for me happened as I asked myself if those who were hungry and thirsty would want the water that I present to them.
I asked myself if I was a clean and clear reflection of the Savior. Was I a good representation of the source of my strength, hope and life? It is my sincere hope that I am able to inspire others upward and onward and that my story is an invitation for them to join us on this journey with the Savior.
How is your life? Is it being fed by the clearest and cleanest of streams? Do you reflect that?