Fifty-one Days

Do you remember the road trips you would take as a child? I remember sleeping on the floorboard in the summer and sleeping in that space next to the back window in the winter. Times have changed, and our kids and grandchildren can’t do that anymore, but there is still one thing about long road trips that is still the same; at some point, somebody is going to ask, how much longer? The answer would often come back, just a little longer, and then there would be some form of encouragement to sit back and enjoy the ride. Today marks forty-nine days of quarantine. Julie and I only have fifty-one days of quarantine left before we get to be in the presence of those we love. We miss the fellowship of the believers. We miss holding our kids and grandkids. We miss having face-to-face conversations. We miss the crowd’s laughter and the sheer joy of being with others. Yes, there is a joy that comes from being with others, and a greater joy will come when we are finally in the presence of Jesus Christ, The Father, and The Spirit. I don’t know how much longer it is until we hear the trumpet call, but I can say it will happen in just a little while, so sit back, enjoy the ride, and glorify God that this life is not all there is. In Him J. Tom Washburn