Gallivanting off Into the Sunset

Do you ever just want to ride off into the sunset? Did you ever think that you would? We all, to some extent, want that happy ending. Whether it's riding into the sunset with the perfect relationship, the perfect job, the perfect kids, the perfect friendships, you fill in your own blank.

I want easy. Smiles and laughter and twirls. I'm guessing I'm not the only one who would rather pass on the hard times. The tough thing is we're not promised easy, or that everything will be peachy all the time. In fact, we're promised that there will be hard times while we're here on earth (1 Thessalonians 3:3-4.) If everything went our way, what kind of adventure would that be? There wouldn't be growth, refinement, or mystery even. The beautiful thing about the mess we're left to toil with here is that at the end of it we DO get to "ride off into the sunset". We are promised Life Everlasting, reunion and restoration of the way things were supposed to be.

Revelation 21: 3-4 "And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, "Behold, the dwelling place of God is with man. He will dwell with them, and they will be his people, and God Himself will be with them as their God. He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away."

Let's try this week not to have false hope in the temporal, but everlasting joy (joy and hope that is fixed on our promise that eventually every tear will be wiped away and pain will be no more). Even if we do sometimes get to ride into the sunset, our hope can't be sustained in that. Our mind gets so easily tricked that our "riding in to the sunset" story will be enough for us, but it won't. Life will happen, eventually things will get in the way and it won't be all that it was cracked up to be. The God sized hole won't be satisfied.


If we look at our lives as a puzzle, sometimes the pieces are sharp and jagged. Sometimes we really can't figure out how it all fits together. BUT, at the end of the day, all of the pieces come together to form something beautiful. If each piece of a puzzle was a perfect square, how boring would that be, no mystery? And that friends, is what makes our jagged puzzle piece life all a grand adventure.


much love,
kims