If only for this life we have hope in Christ, we are of all people most to be pitied (1 Corinthians 15:19).

I know, I know, I know.

I know

We covered this verse yesterday, and I promised that Paul–and we–would be moving on today.

But I had a thought.

Please go easy on the sarcasm.

My thought is this: If there were no resurrection, and I knew it, would I still live for Christ?

Would you?

If death were the end, not the beginning,

if there were no light at the end of the tunnel,

if I came to realize that I was wrong about the very nature of God…

What would I do?

Who would I be?

Would I still serve a Lord who remained kind and loving, but perhaps wasn’t omniscient after all?

I know how I would like to respond to that question, how I pray that I would respond to that question…

but sometimes on a cold, rainy morning…I wonder.

And you know what?

He knows, I wonder,  and still he loves me.

Wow 

Happy Thursday, Beloved.