Life is Good

If you were my sister, you would—in or around most lunch breaks—hear me say something akin to this, “You know something, Laura. Life is good.” To which observation you would probably reply, “Man, you always say that.” And I would come back with, “That’s because it is” or some such remark, thus terminating the subject until future lunch breaks.  

Going on the assumption that you are not my sister, I feel the necessity of repeating the afore said statement to you. Life is thoroughly good. I have a great brother and sister, first-rate parents, awesome friends, a wonderful church, no serious physical problems, a good education, and the enumeration could go on long after you had finished reading.

But you are probably thinking, “OK, your life is good. You just got born at the right time and place. But what about my life, huh?” Well, I agree, those are only surface reasons. I wholeheartedly believe that life would be good even without them, because the real reason life is good is that death is good. Actually, the term “death” is misleading. I really mean life after death, or eternal life for a believer. And that, of course, is only good because of the grace of God in saving us from the power sin and death by His son. When Christ died, He secured the salvation of all those that He would take as His bride when this world ends. Look at Revelation 19:7.

“ ‘Let us rejoice and be glad and give the glory to Him, for the marriage of the Lamb has come and His bride has made herself ready.’ And it was given to her to clothe herself in fine linen, bright and clean; for the fine linen is the righteous acts of the saints. And he said to me, “Write, ‘Blessed are those who are invited to the marriage supper of the Lamb.’ ” And he said to me, “These are true words of God.” ”  

“Blessed are those who are invited to the marriage supper of the Lamb.” That’s us! We have been invited. And not just invited—we are the bride, clothed in fine linen, and prepared to marry the Bridegroom for the rest of eternity. You can’t tell me that life isn’t good. My whole existence from now to forever just gets better with time.

Sometimes I think that people worry about the woes of this world a little too much. I don’t mean that we should not fight evil and stand for what is right. We most certainly should. Stopping abortion and similar outrages is very right. But, in the end (or maybe I should say the beginning), I think we will wish we spent less time trying to get people to say “Merry Christmas” and more time enjoying God’s work and anticipating His coming.

One more thought. I am an avid reader of books, and have never had any trouble completely losing myself in a story. I don’t know if you have ever wished (not really caring how unrealistic the wish might be) that you could be in a story like those, or step into some other world like Narnia or Middle Earth and have “adventures.” Well, I have. But I am starting realize that those wishes are totally unnecessary. If you step back and look at it, those wishes have come true. I double dare you to find any better “worlds” than the present one and the one to come. Or any better “adventures” than we, as Christians, are having and will have for the rest of eternity.

Maybe I have said this too much already, but, just so you will remember it, I will say one more time—life is good.