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Topic: The Importance of Being Earnest (not about the play) (08/04/11)
By Virgil Youngblood
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<u>Age 14</u> Phyllis and Roger and a bunch of Youth Group friends are going on a mission trip to the Dominican Republic next week. They tried really hard to get me to go. I plan to make one of those trips, but not today.
<u>Age 21</u> Next year I graduate college and start making big bucks. I can’t wait. My goal is to be a millionaire by the time I am thirty. I will marry and have a family, but that can wait. My career is on the top burner.
<u>Age 28</u> Who ever thought it would be so hard to hang onto a job? Those stupid goals I had are in the tank. Life isn’t fair. I am barely getting by. If I don’t get a break, I will never get my life back on track. What did I do to deserve this?
<u>Age 35</u> We are a happy family now. Happy sometimes, that is. Both of us work. Every day we wrestle with the children’s schedules. The definition of “stressed” in imprinted on my soul. But, a good promotion is in the offing. I am hanging on until I get it.
<u>Age 42</u> We need a savings plan for college tuition and it’s not too early to start thinking about retirement. The church we attend is okay, I guess. We go for the kids. That is important, I think. I still haven’t made that decision, but there is still time. I know I need to do it – someday.
<u>Age 49</u> We are not divorced, but we would be if it weren’t for the kids. We both bring home decent paychecks, but constantly fight over money. Maybe one day we will go for counseling. Maybe we won’t.
<u>Age 56</u> Our marriage ended unexpectedly – with a heart attack. If I don’t make that decision, we will be eternally separated. But what would people think? Most people at the church assume I’m a member. I’m too busy taking care of aging parents to consider it now.
<u>Age 63</u> Mom and Dad are gone. I’m all alone now. The children and grandkids are scattered in other states far away. The children call every week but seldom come for a visit. I can’t afford a plane ticket, but even if I could, I’m afraid of flying. The hospitals and the doctors gobbled the money I thought would be mine. Mom’s Bible and some worn out furniture were the only inheritance I received. She sure marked a lot of passages in it. Maybe I will read it someday.
<u>Eternity</u> Someday never came. One day did. God answered Mom’s consistent, unfailing, earnest prayers a few days before I departed mortal life. I met Jesus in a hospital room.
I failed as a parent. I did not follow in Mother’s footsteps. I did not fervently pray for my family. Will my children and grandchildren join us in heaven someday? The answer may depend upon you.
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