The Struggle of Us All

This may seem like a strange way to start a blog post, but here I go…

I watched a bug die yesterday. I know I know, slightly on the morbid side. But what can I say? This particular bug was stuck on his back, wings weighed down by the water he had landed in. the entire time I watched him he never stopped moving. Never put his head down to rest. Every moment was spent using every bit of energy he had struggling to escape his fate. In the end, it was all for not. He died in the struggle to survive, most likely know thing that he would never make it out.

This poor bug got me thinking. The struggle to survive. Knowing that in the end, it doesn’t matter, your fate is sealed by the choices you made. How many people struggle everyday to be good, make the right choice, and live a selfless life? But without God, it doesn’t really matter. Your fate is sealed by the choice you made to not believe. And even some who do believe but struggle anyway. Convinced that there is still something they must do to earn God’s love and grace. The exhausting existence of never knowing where you stand in your relationship with God can be almost, if not more, exhausting then not knowing God at all.

So how do we keep our loved ones from this? From the constant struggle to survive? The only real answer I can come up with is you teach. You teach them God’s love and grace with every moment you spend with them. Then maybe one day they will see that the struggle was won many years ago. And that they are free…