Today, I am 33 years old. I’ve always loved my birthday. I don’t care about age; I just love it. Until this year, I’ve shared my personal holiday with my precious Granny Noni. I was born the day before her 60th birthday, so I had literally spent every single birthday with her. When she went home to be with Jesus on August 9th, it was the lowest point of the worst year of our lives.
I am a naturally optimistic person. Glass half full, always. I am extremely blessed. God has given me a wonderful family, the best friends anyone could ask for, and allowed me to live a pretty great life. It’s really easy to count your Earthly blessings but we often take for granted our Eternal blessing.
Over the last year, the promise of Heaven is the only way I’ve been able to remain optimistic. One year ago, we were told to stay home for two weeks to slow the spread and I know people who still haven’t left their house. The world effectively shut down. Millions were robbed of precious time with their loved ones. My fierce Mama had to jump through ridiculous hoops to bring my Granny home one last time because she knew we were out of time. She passed exactly one week later. I know, without a shadow of a doubt, that God arranged that last meeting for us. We got to love on her, take pictures, and I got to share one last birthday cake with my forever birthday buddy. He is so good.
What hope do we have if not through Jesus? No one can look at this world and have real hope on their own. It is vile and only getting worse. But God. That simple phrase has been my response to life this past year, and will forever be. Ephesians 2:4-7 is the lifeblood of every born-again believer. “But God, who is rich in mercy, for his great love wherewith he loved us, Even when we were dead in sins, hath quickened us together with Christ, (by grace ye are saved;) And hath raised us up together, and made us sit together in heavenly places in Christ Jesus: That in the ages to come he might shew the exceeding riches of his grace in his kindness toward us through Christ Jesus.” The God of grace and mercy and His unbelievable promises!
This world is not my home. God has blessed me immensely but my true blessing is Heaven. 1 Corinthians 2:9 tells us, “But, as it is written, “What no eye has seen, nor ear heard, nor the heart of man imagined, what God has prepared for those who love him.” We must have an eternal mindset. We can love and enjoy our lives here, but we cannot be attached to this world. Matthew 6:19-21 says, “Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in and steal, but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.” Earthly treasures will pass away, but they can be around just long enough to derail your eternal future. Storing up treasure in Heaven means to invest in Jesus! Living faithfully to Him ensures our Heavenly hope.
I am supremely confident that I will see my Granny again. That proud Texan is now a resident of Heaven! In Jesus, our time on Earth is just the beginning. That is real hope. As this world crumbles around us, we know where our future lies. 2 Corinthians 5:1 says, “For we know that if the tent that is our earthly home is destroyed, we have a building from God, a house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens.”
Keep your mind on things eternal, friend. The best really is yet to come.
Until next time,