What flows is my head is a river and you find it in my ink.
—Man of Zebulun
Come with me today on this tour as we explore “the end”.
Sometimes I just marvel at the wonder of human civilization. We have gotten so far with this. We have transformed our lives from the caves to high rise condominium. I wouldn’t believe the cavemen ever imagined technologies like the cellphones or internet and other technologies that we see today. Lifestyle is evolving. New ideas, new movements, superpowers, wars and everything are just indicators that we are getting somewhere, but where?
They say “the end justifies the means” but where is this end. It is funny for one to ask for the end when he has not yet reached it. But the runners, they run because they know the end—the finish line. That line justifies their race, the whole energy and spirit they ever put into it. Humanity is on a race and she is putting all she has into it. Her spirit and zest are unmatched as she strains every fiber of her soul to get to that end. The end would judge all she has achieved. It would justify what she had made of the single strand of breath loaned to her nostrils. It would put a grade on all her exploits, and for this end she strives. But she strives for an end she does not know.
A runner who does not know the finish line. This situation is played out in the silence questions of our heart. Sometimes we ask ourselves “After this what next?” Those times when everything takes a pause and it’s you alone in your pool of thoughts wondering “So I’ve got this, what for?” Our passions soon die down, our so much zest for life quenched all because we do not know the end. We do not know what we stand to gain after all we have done, the much we have achieved. Then we begin to question our life “Why I’m I living?” “ Is this what life treats me?”
I tend to question our existence, it’s beginning and the end of it but I seem to have an answer to this already. Our beginning though beautiful is a controversial topic to be dealt with another time but right now we need to come in terms with the end.
Jesus says “ I am the Beginning and the End”. Jesus personified Himself as the end of all things. If the finishing line tells the runner “You made it. You have come first” then our whole work as Humanity would be judged by what this End has to say about our ‘race’. What would Jesus say? What position have we taken? Have we competed according to the rules? Have we won or have we been disqualified? These verdicts are Jesus’ to lay and whatever his remark becomes the grading of the entirety of all we have done.
The end tries our works to see the nature of it. The Bible said our works shall be tested by fire. It would be the heat burning in our hearts when we realize that all we have built was straw with the impression of gold and but fuel for the fire. Then we would have only ourselves to have survived to start all over. It is with fear and truth in my heart that o bring to you that anything a man builds that is not Jesus is but fuel for the fire.
It is good news also that the end justifies the means. It is a good thing that a runner knows that there is a finish line. It makes him put every fiber of his being into each stride. Thus knowing that our end is Jesus, it thus justifies our actions, inventions and ideas. All we do must now reflect what we expect of the end; the winner of a race is normally guessed by his performance during the race. We must work that the end might favour us. Alas, Jesus would end all things by the Rapture of the saints—the end of times.
🕊️Maranatha
Man of Zebulun is a reader-welfare- concerned publication that aims to edify and the whole man. Hope you enjoyed you read? Expect more. God bless you.
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