Eternal Blessings

I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. Now there is in store for me the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous Judge, will award to me on that day—and not only to me, but also to all who have longed for his appearing. 2 Timothy 4:7-8 

Blessed are the poor in spirit,
    for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Blessed are those who mourn,
    for they will be comforted.
Blessed are the meek,
    for they will inherit the earth. Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness,
    for they will be filled. Matthew 5:1-6 

See to it that no one takes you captive through hollow and deceptive philosophy, which depends on human tradition and the elemental spiritual forces of this world rather than on Christ. Colossians 2:8 

Since you died with Christ to the elemental spiritual forces of this world, why, as though you still belonged to the world, do you submit to its rules: “Do not handle! Do not taste! Do not touch!”? Colossians 2:20-21 

It felt so good to be with people other than my household. We were outside without expectations. It was a golf tournament. Wait, your partner cannot play because of back problems. No big deal, someone said another gal could play and the club called her. Yes, she said from the bed, I will quickly get there. The tournament was held up until my new partner arrived. I had never met her.

Everyone waited patiently and cheered when my partner got there. Everyone was enjoying being outside and seeing people after the Coronavirus stay at home for two and a half months had occurred.

These things occurred:

We laughed and laughed, even at our bad shots

We became friends

We became a team

We started to play well; the bad shots were few

We made the chip off for the horserace

We survived the first hole

We survived the second hole

We were in the final

We felt we had fought the good fight, did what the people said by staying at home and social distancing with masks on our faces. We did not handle, did not taste food not ours and did not touch our faces. We followed the rules and so far, avoided the forces of the virus. Now we felt alive again. What we felt here is so tiny compared to what we will feel if we follow Christ to the kingdom of heaven.

Prayer: Dear Father in heaven, help us to fight the good fight, finish the race, keep the faith, and see your crown of righteousness. We long for your son to reappear. We long to be filled by you. Help us to always remember to follow you to our final resting place. Amen.

Sandra Hilsabeck