Going Home

I was talking with someone yesterday about this older guy we both know. This older guy is pretty incredible. He's like eighty-something (and, honestly, may be almost ninety). Everyday he gets up, does like fifty pushups, two hundred situps, and walks like five miles! Yeah, he's a stud. And he has a tremendous faith in God.

So, my buddy was telling me about a conversation he had with the guy one time. They had gotten to talking about growing old and death. The older guy told my buddy the way he looked at it:

"I'm just walking with Jesus everyday I have left. And, I figure one day Jesus is just going to say to me, 'Leon, we're closer to my house than yours. Why don't you just come on home with me?' And I'm gonna go."

I just thought that was a darn cool way to look at life and death. Makes something that sometimes seems so scary and threatening sort of peaceful. And shows the value of a consistent walk with God.

"Death has been swallowed up in victory.
Where, O death, is your victory?
Where, O death, is your sting?
The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law. But thanks be to God! He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ."
-1Cor15:54-57

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