This month the church where I
preach in Karlstad is getting a
make-over: new shingles, new siding, some new windows, and a new main door with
the hope that it will continue to be a beautiful house of worship a hundred
years from now. The current building
that houses our congregation was built in the same year I was born. Over the years both of us have had to have
some repairs to keep us functioning, but I am confident that this house of worship
will still be standing with a steeple raising the cross over Karlstad
long after I have been laid to rest. Despite
being blessed with good health my whole adult life, I know that the time is
coming when it will not be so. It
happens to all of us sooner or later.
In 2nd Corinthians 5:1
St. Paul wrote, “For we know that
if the earthly tent we live in is destroyed, we have a building from God, a
house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens.” Paul was a tent maker by trade, so he knew
what he was talking about. Many times he
had repaired a tent and made it usable again, but he knew there came a time
when the old canvas could not be mended anymore, and it was necessary to toss
it away. In this passage he speaks of a
human being as housed in a body. This
body can be a beautiful thing which should be shown the utmost care and
respect. In 1st Corinthians
6:19 he wrote, “Do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit
within you, which you have from God?”
But as vigorous and vibrant as any body might be, it inevitably
deteriorates over the years until the time comes when it cannot be repaired any
more. The promise of the Gospel is that
through faith in Jesus Christ and his atoning death on the cross, human beings can
be assured of a new home in heaven which is eternal and incorruptible.
There is a beautiful story about
the sixth president of the United States
which is based on this passage of scripture.
When John Quincy Adams was 81 years of age he was met on the street by a
friend who said, “Good morning. How is
John Quincy Adams today?” This aged
former president, whose hair was silver white, replied. “Thank you.
John Quincy Adams is well, quite well, thank you. But the house in which he lives is becoming a
bit dilapidated. I think John Quincy
Adams will have to move out pretty soon; but he himself is quite well indeed.”
“But, I ain't gonna need this
house no longer
Ain't gonna need this house no more
Ain't got time to fix the shingles
Ain't got time to fix the floor
Ain't got time to oil the hinges
Or to mend no window pane
Ain't gonna need this house no longer
I'm a-gettin' ready to meet the saints.”
Ain't gonna need this house no more
Ain't got time to fix the shingles
Ain't got time to fix the floor
Ain't got time to oil the hinges
Or to mend no window pane
Ain't gonna need this house no longer
I'm a-gettin' ready to meet the saints.”
