2018-07-06 - Vacation Memory
Originally published on 2007-03-14
Several years ago, Dana and I went on vacation to the Great Smoky Mountains. We stopped for the night, at a place I thought I had stayed at as a child. The brochure looked like the place I remembered. But there was only one problem. The brochure hadn't been updated since I stayed there in the 70s, and it looked like that was when the place had last seen an update, too. The pool was drained and looking really rough. The family-style restaurant had been closed down for years. And the hotel rooms were lime-colored cinder block on the outside - and on the inside. The bathroom was separated from the bed area by a half-wall of block and metal poles. It looked a lot like a prison cell, albeit a furnished one like those in Mayberry. But we decided to make the best of it.
Later that day, we found a local hardware store and bought paint and some new windows. We painted the walls, and replaced the painted shut single-pane window with one of those pricey double pane windows with the blinds built in. While I installed the window, Dana ran to a store that sold linens and rugs. There she purchased some fantastic new bed linens, thick oversized towels, and a beautiful hand-woven rug. By the end of the day, we had a place that we felt was at least livable, so we called it a day.
But we got up early the next day, and I got right on updating the electrical wiring, so we could safely hook up a fifty-inch projection TV and satellite dish. I even had time to wire up a surround sound system. We also decided that the paint just wasn't enough to disguise those cinder block walls, so that afternoon, we did a faux finish, to really mask those joint lines.
The place was finally perfect, but then our stay ended.
Does this story sound a little absurd to you? Yeah, me too. Truthfully, we really did stay in the lime green prison motel. But we'd have had to be out of our minds, to put all our time and money into a place we only stayed at for a few days. We did buy some Indian decorative items, but they were for our real home - or at least for what we often think of as our real one.
John 12:25 - He that loveth his life shall lose it; and he that hateth his life in this world shall keep it unto life eternal.As Christians, the homes we have here are not our real home. Jesus is preparing our real home for us now. Will you spend all your time making this one nice, or will you send "materials" on ahead? (See 1 Corinthians 3:10-15.) With your actions and priorities, you choose to build up your hotel room here, or your heavenly home.
All scripture references from KJV (King James Version) unless otherwise noted