I would like to think that any good I do on this earth will matter. Not only here on earth but that it would truly matter one day before God.
I remembered recently reading ….
If our current world will be renewed at the coming of Christ, then what we do now – praying, giving, sponsoring children, building orphanages, digging wells, welcoming the homeless, caring for the earth, sharing the good news of the kingdom of Jesus Christ, and campaigning for justice – will last forever. In the words of N.T. Wright, “These activities are not simply ways of making the present life a little less beastly, a little more bearable until the day we leave it all behind.”
(from God In My Everything by Ken Shigematsu, pages 195-196)
I have gone back and read these words multiple times this week. It is beginning to sink in…
It. All. Matters.
Could this be what Paul is trying to tell us? “If any man builds on this foundation using gold, silver, costly stones, wood, hay, or straw, his work will be shown for what it is because the Day will bring it to light. It will be revealed with fire, and the fire will test the quality of each man’s work. If what he has built survives, he will receive his reward.” (1 Corinthians 3:12-14).
It all matters.
This being true, then every act of love and kindness, every word offered to encourage, each time we listen to the heart cries of the wounded, each time we pick them up and help them back on their feet, each minute we spend teaching children about the Savior, or help our neighbor, or visit the weak in hospital beds – it all is noticed by our God and it all matters.
Everything we do for others can make life more bearable, more pleasant, more hopeful. Each moment can point to the bigger story within each of our smaller stories. Each one can point to Jesus, Who alone makes this life worth living.
Each of our lives can send a ripple into eternity. Much like that pebble which hits a still lake and the ripples begin to flow outward towards the center of the lake, our lives can send ripples into eternity. Those ripples may continue on long after we are gone.
Each day of our lives, we can point others through our life, our words, our kindnesses to the only One who can fill the longings of their souls. May we remember each and every day ….
It. All. Matters.