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Topic: The Importance of Being Earnest (not about the play) (08/04/11)
By Virgil Youngblood
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Age 14 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.
Age 21 Next year I graduate college and start making big bucks. I canít 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.
Age 28 Who ever thought it would be so hard to hang onto a job? Those stupid goals I had are in the tank. Life isnít fair. I am barely getting by. If I donít get a break, I will never get my life back on track. What did I do to deserve this?
Age 35 We are a happy family now. Happy sometimes, that is. Both of us work. Every day we wrestle with the childrenís schedules. The definition of ďstressedĒ in imprinted on my soul. But, a good promotion is in the offing. I am hanging on until I get it.
Age 42 We need a savings plan for college tuition and itís 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 havenít made that decision, but there is still time. I know I need to do it Ė someday.
Age 49 We are not divorced, but we would be if it werenít for the kids. We both bring home decent paychecks, but constantly fight over money. Maybe one day we will go for counseling. Maybe we wonít.
Age 56 Our marriage ended unexpectedly Ė with a heart attack. If I donít make that decision, we will be eternally separated. But what would people think? Most people at the church assume Iím a member. Iím too busy taking care of aging parents to consider it now.
Age 63 Mom and Dad are gone. Iím 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 canít afford a plane ticket, but even if I could, Iím afraid of flying. The hospitals and the doctors gobbled the money I thought would be mine. Momís 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.
Eternity Someday never came. One day did. God answered Momís 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 Motherís 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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