The Matter of What Does

When it's all over, when the song has been sang, when the well has run dry and all the homes are empty and barren....will it really matter?

Will it matter that there are holes in the ceiling.....what kind of car you drove or how big your house was? Will it matter if you got a tattoo....how many piercings you had or who your friends were? Will it matter how someone dressed....how much money was in your savings account or how high up on the job chain you were? Will it matter how clean your house was....how big your t.v was or what school your kid went to?

WILL IT MATTER?

We put so much into making sure those things MATTER. We choose friends based on who we think fit into our neat little boxes. We brag about the latest technological thing we've gotten. We compare our phones....see who's phone has the most bells and whistles. We secretly watch as other people spend money and talk about them later. We very carefully remove ourselves from people we think aren't quite up to our 'level'. We judge based on past experience, deciding that if that person is one of "those" people, we should stay away. We compare our homes, our children, our cars. We compare our sins.....and try to come out on the lower sin "spectrum". We put on our Sunday best and pretend we have it all together.

In reality, we're broken. We should be making the sin matter. We should own up, take accountability and shout from the rooftops that we're restored, forgiven and redeemed! We should reach out, inside our church family AND out. Sometimes, we spend so much time reaching out and trying to make things matter that we forget to reach IN. There are sad, lonely people all around us. And some of them are in your circle....some of them live in your home. Some silently scream, asking to matter. Yet, we overlook. We ignore. We avoid.

And that is what matters.

When it's all said and done, and we've been called home, our house will be a home to someone else. There will be tribulation and sorrows. But our home....it will be a home. They will see evidence of a family, evidence of love. They will find our bibles, our devotion books, our bible studies. They will uncover our secrets, wonder perhaps why there are so many holes in our ceiling. (stars, twirlies, balloons...you name it, it's been in my ceiling) I can only pray they'll take care of Murphy.

The truth it, what matters is this time. Right now. How you're spending it. Who you're loving on. How you're serving God. Stop living in your bubble...break out and begin to matter.

I am a sinner. Some would say of the "worst" kind...the great thing is, God doesn't see it that way. I am forgiven, beloved and redeemed. He knows my name. I matter. He doesn't care what car I drive, how big my house is or what "toys" I have. He cares about my tears, my heart, my hurts, my joys. My laughter....my anger. That is what matters...my relationship with Him.

So....in the matter of what does, where do you stand?
Remember....He loves you much....