Lately I’ve been involved in some discussions about retirement. It seems that I’m far behind in the machinations of retirement. My retirement plan is Heaven. I’ll probably have a shovel in hand at my grave.
Let’s be honest, retirement isn’t biblical. When you read the Bible, there’s not a retirement plan in red, or any other color. People die, or, are taken away, or just gone, vanished. But there is no, “then Abraham retired, joining Noah, for a game of shuffleboard.”
If you think as a Christian, you’re gonna’ retire, well, I hope you do, and I hope you can make that retirement work for you. From my perspective, I’ve yet to meet a legitimate retiree.
I’ve gone to many a retirement, “whoop dee dew, I’m out’a here,” followed by a knock on the door, “let me back in, what I had, is better then where I went.” I believe God made us that way.
Inside each of us is never dying, thermonuclear core, that just won’t stop. As a Christian you activate this core when you give your life to Christ.
Some folks like to call it that ever-elusive thing within us called a soul. So my Christian friends, “it ain’t over yet.”
When your resting in the shade, read one of my stories. You just might like them.