Romans 8:23 (NIV)
Not only so, but we ourselves, who have the first fruits
of the Spirit, groan inwardly as we wait eagerly for our adoption to sonship,
the redemption of our bodies.
I came across this sad story last week, a story about a
honeymoon disaster. The newlyweds arrived at the hotel in the wee hours with
high hopes. They'd reserved a large room with romantic amenities. That's not
what they found.
Seems the room was pretty skimpy. The tiny room had no
view, no flowers, a cramped bathroom and worst of all-no bed. Just a foldout
sofa with a lumpy mattress and sagging springs. It was not what they'd hoped
for; consequently, neither was the night.
The next morning the sore-necked groom stormed down to
the manager's desk and ventilated his anger. After listening patiently for a
few minutes, the clerk asked, "Did you open the door in your room?"
The groom admitted he hadn't. He returned to the suite
and opened the door he had thought was a closet.
There, complete with fruit baskets and chocolates, was a
spacious bedroom!'
Sigh.
Can't you just see them standing in the doorway of the
room they'd overlooked? Oh, it would have been so nice...
A comfortable bed instead of lumpy sofa.
A curtain-framed window rather than a blank wall. A fresh
breeze in place of stuffy air.
An elaborate restroom, not a tight toilet.
But they missed it. How sad. Cramped, cranky, and
uncomfortable while comfort was a door away. They missed it because they
thought the door was a closet.
Why didn't you try? I was asking as I read the story. Get
curious. Check it out. Give it a shot. Take a look. Why did you just assume the
door led nowhere?
Good question. Not just for the couple but for everyone.
Not for the pair who thought the room was all there was, but for all who feel
cramped and packed in the waiting room called earth. It's not what we'd hoped.
It may have its moments, but it is simply not what we think it should be.
Something inside of us groans for more.
Groan. That's the word. An inward angst. The echo from
the cavern of the heart. The sigh of the soul that says the world is out of
joint. Awry. Misspelled. Limping. Something is wrong.
Reach out and open that door that God has waiting for
each of us today. And while you are at it share that room with those He brings
to you today.
Dear Lord, we thank You that this Earth is just a waiting
room and what You have for us is far more then we can ever hope for. In Jesus’
Name, Amen.
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