Eighteenth Sunday after Pentecost
“Uncle” Marty was a friend of our family’s, and perhaps the only truly wealthy person I’ve ever known. He made his first fortune through a series of lucrative real-estate deals; later, he inherited several large pieces of farmland, two of which were developed into shopping malls. At the height of his career, Marty and his wife had everything—cars, boats, vacations abroad, all the expensive toys, and, for the summer, an eight-bedroom lakeside “cottage.”
But Marty was also blessed with a very long life. And as he grew older, he had to put many of his acquisitions aside. He had to give up driving and boating. Travel became uncomfortable, then incon-venient, and finally impossible—thus ending vacations and lakeside summers at the cottage. Three years before he died, Marty moved to a full-time care facility. The scope of his world shrank dramatically . . . and his possessions were reduced to what he could fit into a small closet and onto a single windowsill. Adjusting to this new life was a difficult process.
Marty had to learn to serve a new master.
One way or another, we dedicate the majority of our time and energy to one goal and purpose: one master of our choice. And the world gives us many masters to choose from: wealth, fame, excite-ment, novelty, food, drugs, alcohol—and more. But there is only one Master who laid down his life for us! Only one who walks with us to the end and beyond! Only one Master who will never let us down.
The Lord God, almighty—may we serve the Master well!
Lance Fox, Moravian pastor