Some people confuse fireworks with fire. It’s likely the same people that confuse temporary with eternal. Even though the Word tells us that the things which are seen are temporary and the things which are not seen are eternal, we’re still trying to reenact Thomas poking his finger into Christ’s side because it’s a far more engaging story to tell than walking with Him.
Which would make the better blockbuster? A lifelong journey
of Jesus leading and you following, or getting to stick your finger in His side?
One is fireworks; the other is fire. One is a good story, and the other is the
fullness of His presence, growing daily and bringing you into a deeper
understanding of who He is.
Fireworks are entertaining enough, people clap with glee at
seeing the bright lights in the sky, but they fizzle out, and after the show is
done, back to the darkness of night you go. Fire, on the other hand, keeps you
warm at night and keeps you from freezing to death. A fire, whether a torch or
a lamp, helps you see where you’re going and allows you to navigate treacherous
terrain. Fireworks just ruin your night vision, and once they’re over, you’re
worse off than when you started.
If you stoke a fire, it will burn in perpetuity. The same
cannot be said for fireworks. Once they’re done, they’re done, and no amount of
blowing, poking, or prodding will keep them alive. When people aren’t
interested in the fire but chasing after fireworks, it’s only a matter of time
before they grow disillusioned, even angry, denouncing the very existence of
fire because everything they’d ever seen burned out as soon as it flared up.
Fire also keeps the wolves at bay. They’ll circle the fire,
and they’ll get close, but only to a certain point, because they know that with
enough light from the flame, their true nature will be exposed. A wolf will
never be comfortable anywhere where the real fire is present. They will flee it
and avoid it because they have no recourse against it. If they wander too
close, the fire will burn them. If they come into the light, they will be
unmasked for what they are.
Why is this generation so unsatisfied with fire and what it’s
supposed to do? They draw close to the fire, it brings life back into their
limbs, the icicles melt from their hearts, they become animated and alive, they
feel protected and warm, then turn around and with the sour face of the
unimpressed ask, is that all it does? That’s not very entertaining. I expected
more.
But the fire returned you to life, the fire kept you warm,
and the fire allowed you to see; why would it not be enough? What more is
there? Entertainment? You want entertainment? Buy a cat and a laser pointer if
entertainment is what you’re after.
This journey, His presence, the fire, the power, these weren’t intended to satisfy your need to be entertained. They were intended to keep you alive and surefooted on the path to eternity.
For the seventeen years, our family lived in California, we
lived in an apartment that was three miles away from Disneyland. After we had
settled some, my dad had gotten a job, and we had a car, every so often, we
would drive to a Travelodge that was across the street from the main entrance,
park in their parking lot, and watch the fireworks show that Disneyland put on
every night.
It was never as exciting as the first time we saw it, and
eventually, after the eighth or ninth time, it became ordinary. Eventually, we
stopped going because it was no longer impressive enough to warrant the
ten-minute drive. The same can’t be said about fire, though. It doesn’t matter
how many times I see the flames dance in the fireplace; if I’m coming in from
the cold, I go and warm my hands, thankful for its warmth.
There’s a reason the term time-tested has cemented itself in
the American dialect. There’s a reason there are variations of it in every
language under the sun. It’s because the test of time reveals the truth of
things better than anything else.
All you have to do is look back to see what endured and what
fizzled into obscurity. What had staying power, and what faded away faster than
the bell-bottom pants craze. All these are indicators and clues as to how
things will play out in the near future because history has a way of repeating
itself that is self-evident. No, history does not repeat itself because we are
in the matrix. It repeats itself because human nature remains the same.
Therefore, the resulting ripple effects will mimic the previous ones.
What history teaches us is simple: movements based on the
charisma of an individual fade into obscurity faster than any other. Those
based on philosophy have a longer hang time but fade away all the same. What
remains, what abides, what has endured everything from the Roman coliseums, to
the Ottoman aggression, to the Armenian genocide, to the Soviet gulags, was
simple faith and the Word of God.
No fireworks, just fire. No show, just substance. No
feelings, just faith. No entertainment, just power. No obfuscations, just
truth. No surrogates, just Jesus.
With love in Christ,
Michael Boldea, Jr.
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