A brief thought from Sunday’s sermon.
Back in school days, I had a horrible summer job. But summer’s end was only 9 weeks away, then 8, then 7…. So I finished the summer — it just wasn’t that long. I could put up with it for a while. It wasn’t forever.
If we set our sights on eternal glory, we’d remember that life’s troubles don’t really last that long. Like my unhappy summer job, they are a lot easier to take in proper perspective.
Contentment is easier if you remember — the summer of our discontent ends soon.