Tick, Tick, Tick

I decided the drawers in my desk needed sorting out; things to keep, things to throw away, things to put somewhere else.  As I was taking items out I saw a familiar plastic bag with three special things inside.  There was my Dad’s billfold, a set of Scripture memory cards he always had in his shirt pocket, and his wristwatch.  He had these items on his person the morning he left earth for heaven.  My mother had taken them and put them away for safe keeping; a keepsake memory.  Upon her move to live with me here in the UK, this plastic bag came, too, ending up in my desk drawer.

I took the things from the bag to look at them.  There were a few photos of his grandchildren in the billfold.  The Scripture memory cards were worn from much use.  His wristwatch?  What a surprise!  The second hand was still ticking by and I saw the minute hand move.  Nearly eight years later and the watch is still working.  I could hardly believe it.  I held the watch, my eyes steady on the second hand — tick, tick, tick, still going.

Time is eternal.  My father’s earthly life came to an end, but spiritually, he lives on and on and will continue living for eternity. The clock of eternity will never stop.  The question for each person is:  where will each one spend eternity where time never ends? It’s a choice for each one of us to make.  God will honor the choice.  Once we exhale our last breath on earth, there is no changing of minds as to where eternity will be spent.  Look at what Jesus said to His listeners in John 6:50-51: “This is the bread that comes down from heaven, so that one may eat of it and not die.  I am the Living Bread that came down from heaven.  If anyone eats this bread, he will live forever.”  The prospect of not living with Him is dismal: darkness and torment — for eternity.

We all choose.  I hope each one reading will choose light and peace.  Jesus also said in John 14:6, “I am the way, the truth, and the life.  No man comes to the Father except through me.”

The seconds are ticking.  Just ask Him in.  He will come.  He will forgive.  He will make new.  It will be for eternity.

Heavenly Mail

I heard the mailman at my door this morning so I went to see what had arrived.  There was an advertisement for pizza, another advertisement for a sale at a furniture store, and a white envelope.  I turned the envelope over and was just about to open it when I noticed something that stopped me — it wasn’t my name written on the front.  It was one of my neighbor’s names on the envelope.  The mailman has made a mistake and put someone else’s letter in with my mail.  No problem.  Mistakes happen.  I just walked over and put it through the letter slot of my neighbor’s door.

I kept thinking about the name written down that wasn’t mine.  I couldn’t claim the letter because my name, which would have identified me as the appointed one to receive the letter, wasn’t anywhere to be seen.  It was nothing to do with me.  The only claim on that white envelope belonged to my neighbor because it was her name written down — not mine.

That’s when I could feel my lips stretching into a big smile.  I got my Bible and searched for the verse I knew was in the book of Revelation.  Flipping through the pages, my smile grew even bigger when I found it:  Revelation 3:5 reads, “…I will never erase their names from the Book of Life, but  I will announce before my Father and His angels that they are mine.”

Isn’t that absolutely fantastic?  What a wonderful promise to those of us who have received Jesus as our Lord and Savior.  Our names are written in God’s own Book of Life and He will never erase our names — never!  What does that mean exactly?  It means that every person whose name is written down has eternal access to all the glories of heaven; if one’s name is written there, that person has permission to look upon the very face of Jesus.  If someone’s name is written in the Book of Life, that person has claim upon an eternity of perfect joy; a place where there are no more tears, no more pain, and no more death.

What relief, joy, excitement, and an immeasurable thankfulness to Jesus for what He did, making it absolutely possible to live with Him forever.  If your name is written in the Book of Life, then heaven is your destination.  One day you and I will be granted entrance.  It’s a certainty, like one’s name on a letter — the promise belongs to us.  Jesus wrote it down Himself!  No one can take it away.

I close with one more glorious promise to each one whose name is written down in God’s Book of Life: “No eye has seen, no ear has heard, and no mind has imagined what God has prepared for those who love Him.”  I Corinthians 2:9