I'm sure you've seen this video that I'm using for today's Percolator Post. Ikea has somehow managed to move our hearts before moving their furniture into our homes.
(Check out the video below).
If you think about it, despite the fact that each grown child was now successful, busy, thriving in life... we see that they are all missing something, someone.
At first glance, we feel sorry, we feel bad for this old grandpa. No one visits him, and no one makes space and time for him. He is alone and relationally impoverished. And if we were honest, even though we feel horrible for him, culturally we have been trained to think that life is just simply too hectic for cultivating what matters. There's so much to do. We may say, "I feel sorry for the old man, but that's the price of modern, success-driven, identity-longing, life." Busyness is greater than relationship in our culture.
But who are the truly impoverished in this commercial?
Who loses out when they refuse to make time and space for the old man? They are. They do. And the grandchildren especially lose out.
You see, that old man carries with him the stories of the family.
Stories provide meaning, meaning that our generation is busy looking for in our workplaces.
Stories that form an identity, identity that our generation is busy looking for in our titles.
Stories that will help build a home and not just a house.
So who is truly impoverished, who is the one truly alone?
It's time to come home.
God is not lonely.
God invites us to the banquet not only because he longs for our presence at the Table, but so that we may feast on the Bread of Life and in doing so we may experience the Abundant Life.
Here's to coming home. Happy Sabbath everyone. See you at church.