You take the (estimated) worth of all my possessions, money in the bank, investments, all that, it's around that number give or take a few thousand. Not even enough to pay for a year at Northwestern...
I am at the lowest level in my job path.
Oldest (performing) member of my dance group.
Youngest son.
Single.
I've got a lot of good friends. Made some new ones recently.
If you were to ask who I was, I'd give you my name.
If you were to ask what I did, I'd tell you my job.
If you were to ask where I was from, it would be where I'm living now, not where I grew up.
It's one of the oldest posed questions of "who am I?" Are we defined by the material, what we own, how we dress, look? Are we defined by our social standing, job, economic status? What about race, gender, ideals?
A better question would be "What is your life?" I heard a pastor say there are three basic questions about life. Where did I come from, why am I here, and where do I go from here?
There's a difference between physically living and being alive. Everyone we see is of the former.
Life... it's no wonder they say we must be born again to enter into new life. Life comes from birth. You're given physical life when you're born, and you're given spiritual life, when you're born again into a living relation to God.
He's the same yesterday, today, tomorrow. For where you came from, where you are, and where you're going, He is always the same.
John (Wesley) died in 1791, converted at 35. Turn that round it makes 53. Add them together it makes 88. Because he was saved at 35, preached for 53 years. And you know what he left when he died? He left a handful of books, a faded Geneva gown that he preached in all over England, six silver spoons somebody gave him, six pound notes, “give one to each of the poor men that carry me to my grave.” And that’s all he left: six pound notes, six silver spoons, a handful of books, a Geneva gown and ah… there’s something else… what was it, the other thing? Oh, I know, something else he left, the Methodist Church.
He could have died as rich as your famous TV preacher Sunday. Sure he made money, and he built orphanages. Sure he made money, he printed bibles. Sure he made money. He compiled, with Charles, the Methodist hymnbook and look at his orphanages. And he died worth about thirty dollars.
At 24, I'm worth about 1,000 times he was at death. But he probably has millions of times the treasure in heaven. And where your treasure is, your heart will also be.
