Lisa-Jo Baker has a blog that I love to read. She has this thing on Fridays – Five Minute Friday. You guessed it; write for five minutes straight. No editing. No re-do.
Today’s Topic: AFTER
He was then. He is now.
We were then. We are now.
He used to. He can’t do now.
We were gonna, but we can’t now.
Before the accident. After the accident.
Well, before he was hurt and since the accident.
B.A. (Before Accident) and P.A. (Post Accident.)
It’s how I measure everything now. An inevitable trap of comparison.
It’s difficult not to reflect back on that long, 80FT skid mark and see where our lives turn a turn for the After.
But, we long for a better, next After.
After he walks.
After he can do this and do that.
When we can do this and do that.
We long for the After, the better and next After.
I think tragedy does that.
Drawing a thick black, skid mark of division between the Then and the Now. The Before and the After.
But, we’re ready for the next, better After.
The one where we can encourage others to place their hope in the God of the universe who has the better, next After for them in the palm of His hands, the One who blends the chords of our lives into a beautiful symphony.
The After that we see the Good come to fruition in the score of our life song.
And, ultimately, our hope lies in the next, best After. The After that we get to spend eternity with the One who loves us, the One who directed our steps and carried us through all the Befores and all the Afters.