Life abundantly.


Whenever Jehovah’s witnesses come to my door the first question is always, “Do you know where you’re going to go when you die?”

Every. Time.

I often think…

Is that really your selling point?


And I mean no disrespect to Jehovah’s witnesses (some of my favorite people) either, because we Christians are no better.  We often get so stuck on the idea of Heaven that we forget all the rest…

and there is a lot more.

Don’t get me wrong, I know that Heaven is HUGELY important, it’s just not all of it.

Not by a long shot.

One of my very favorite verses in the Bible is John 10:10

“The thief’s purpose is to steal and kill and destroy.  My purpose is to give them life, and life more abundantly.”

I love that, “life more abundantly”

When we bought our home there was a big nasty looking bush right by the front door.

After a few rain storms, and a little bit of time, we noticed that the base of this mess was actually green.

And then, yesterday I noticed this:

A rose. . . a beautiful rose,

buried in death.

I can’t just ignore the death, it’s there, it’s a fact of life.  But it doesn’t have to be the focus…it doesn’t have to hide the beauty.

It can choke the life out of us.  It can distract us from the good, the wonderful, the abundant.  It can cause passersby to only notice the doom and gloom and miss the sweetness, the soft, the beautiful.

When you answer the door and all you hear is “You’re going to die” it’s strangles the “life” of our faith out.

And this faith of mine — just like my rose bush — is messy,

and raw,

and it is absolutely FULL OF LIFE.

Abundant life.

How beautiful.



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