I'll Meet You at the End

 

            It was an attraction of opposites that left most people baffled and confused. Similar to combining water and oil, they mixed for a little while and eventually struggled through the disconnect and made it work. Promises were made with the best of intentions, ideas were formed based on guesswork and hopes for change and after decades of hard work, interaction, and faithfulness, eventually the entire situation fell apart.

               One gave up and the other continued to be faithful, committed and passionate about achieving resolution. The day finally came when unfaithfulness won the battle, disappointment filled every corner of every conversation, and the weight of failure brought despair and anger to the surface. After many months of the one no longer caring or no longer trying to find resolution, the truth of the situation came to a head, revealing an adulterous relationship that seemed to be more important than anything else.

               Money became the driving force behind every decision, all of the decades of hard work were thrown away as if the hoped for future would provide something better. Like watching a beautiful building that had been decades under construction burn to the ground with no one seeming to care. Like finding a container of food in the back of the refrigerator that had become green and hairy, everything was thrown away to begin something new.

               After several years of separation, it became obvious that money was the most important aspect of the new reality. Promises that had been made by some and others, some of these turned into nothing of value and some of them proved to be lies and deception. Every effort was made by one of them while the other was more focused on vanity, finances, and creating a good image for others to observe and comment on.

               Like someone in the midwestern states on their front porch watching a tornado pass by destroying and devouring everything in its path, all of the hard work obviously became nothing of importance. Like metal left out in the rain to eventually become nothing but a pile of rust and waste, a new beginning was clearly the new reality. So much hard work, so much commitment, and so many plans that never came to fruition, reality was now redefined.

               Many more years passed, which turned into decades and one watched as the other transitioned into emptiness, ingratitude, and selfishness, bringing about nothing of value for the one but great success and a glorious future for the other. Old age became the new reality with fatigue, aches, and glorious plans by one and not the other. Solitude became reality for one and not the other, which eventually led to grief, isolation, and nothing of value for the near future.

               Animosity, anger, and disappointment became the new reality for one and not the other, all of this due to obvious dishonesty, unkind words, and jealousy. One of them grew in new relationships, new friends, and a new community which eventually led to a path that led toward holiness and growth. One could feel the end drawing near, with a great desire to communicate a message to the other, knowing what awaited them on the other side but uncertain about the status of the other on the other side.

               “I’ll meet you at the end,” was the message he wished he could communicate. One watched from a distance, wondering what was taking place inside the mind and heart of the other, wondering what had happened so many years before to lead them to this place and situation. Age was catching up to both of them, hair was becoming gray, wrinkles were appearing, some relationships were destroyed, while others were created, sometimes based on deception and plastic images.

               A radical new reality stepped into place, bringing with it new opportunities, new plans to be formed and pursued, and hopes for something greater and better than had ever been possible before. “Age is irrelevant,” one said to himself, “there is so much to be done, so much to accomplish, and a great deal of good that can be brought to completion.” Making the most of his time, one continued their path of success refusing to be distracted by the emptiness and inanity of the culture around him.

               From one perspective, everything seemed to be falling apart, from the other perspective many great things were being accomplished which were leading to improvements, growth, and maturity. The deception caught up with the one while the other continued to ask questions, find answers, and bring restoration to as many categories of life.

               More years continued to pass and they watched the details of how reality was slowly transitioning, leaving one in isolation and solitude, while the other was developing great new, healthy relationships, new friends, and a new community, all of which brought joy and happiness. The other began to wonder where they had gone wrong, eventually realizing that decisions were made that led to this place with nothing of value to show for it.

               The old relationship was now dead, with no genuine interaction, no communication, and nothing of value passing between them. They both continued to grow old, watching marriages take place, grandchildren born, with regret for one but not the other. Both knowing that the meeting at the end of time would come sooner than expected, communication was fabricated, dialog that would most likely never take place, and restoration that would never be.

               The emptiness and vanity of their differing cultures gave one of them nothing of value and they waited for the transition from the current reality into the eternal reality. A life of empty distraction brought no joy, no satisfaction, and no true happiness for the one, while the other put great effort into ignoring the worldly culture that surrounded them, while the other seemed to joyfully embrace the inanity of it all.

               With a perfectly sized new home, graciously remodeled and beautifully crafted, showing the difference of internal versus external. One lived a life that was only thin, cheap, and hollow, while the other crafted every aspect of life toward truth and beauty, pressing toward goodness and love. The end of the first century of their lives drew near and they both wondered who would be the first to depart. One of them watched and wondered while the other finally let go to drift into eternity.

               “Well, there you have it,” one of them said. “I wonder how long I have before I can communicate the final message when we meet on the other side?”

               He spent the next ten years being creative, interacting with his children, grandchildren, and great grandchildren, knowing that his time would eventually come to an end. Many years before he created an emergency contact list for the day when someone would find him cold and stiff in his beautiful home. Sleeping more than he had in the past, he spent his time reading, learning, creating, and making new friends.

               Eventually crawling out of bed around ten in the morning, he put on several layers of clothing, started a pot of coffee, enjoyed peanut butter toast and bacon to sit down with his latest piece of non-fiction to fill his heart with truth and love. He noticed that his hands and feet had grown strangely cold, despite the fact that he was wearing three pairs of socks and multiple layers of clothing.

               “Phew, why am I so tired?” he wondered. Placing his book on the coffee table before him, he pulled himself to his feet and returned to bed to try to warm up. Within minutes of lying down, he was joined by two very large, flabby cats who understood his need to be warmed up. Drifting into what seemed a beautiful dream, he ascended into eternity to find that many of his loved ones from the past were waiting for him with open arms.

               When he landed on the edge of a beautiful grassy field, he saw her, remembered his comment crafted so many years before, approached her and said, “Well, here we are, like I wondered so many years before, I’ll meet you at the end.” Oddly, she seemed stuck in place while he continued his path toward the glorious light that was relatively close in the distance.

               “I’m sorry you made the choices you did,” he said as he departed. “I’ve got important things to do and people to see. This is our new reality and to me it seems glorious, but you seem to be stuck in place, the result of your lifetime of decisions.”