Early in August we were driving my daughter home from DFW Airport through the maze of freeways and constructions zones that is the metroplex when we came into an area I thought I should know. There was road work going on but I knew I had driven this part of the freeway many times before but something was different.
Around a detoured corner we passed a huge pile of concrete rubble and twisted steel rebar. "What IS that?" I wondered out loud. Then it hit me what that WAS. It was Texas Stadium, recently imploded, now being broken down into dump truck size loads and being thrown away.
I flashed back to my first of only two times to go there. When I was in high school my aunt and uncle took me to see the Dallas Cowboys play the St. Louis Cardinals on Thanksgiving Day 1976. I saw Stauback and Landry and other men I thought to be "immortal" in a place I thought would be "eternal." I could not have imagined on that day, that it would all be rubble on this day.
As I get older, it amazes me now how many things that I thought would last - that I assumed would always be there - are now gone. We don't have a good grip on "eternal." But God brings what is really lasting within any one's grasp. True eternity is as close as finding a faith in your own heart and allowing words to come out of your own mouth. In an amazing simplicity God brings eternity to us and asks us to make a choice, a decision about what we believe to be eternal and about what we trust to last. We will look at that this Sunday. Come ready to make a choice.
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