Honeymoon is supposed to be a good word.
It speaks of those first days of bliss. Just the two of you. No interruptions. No work. All fun and play.
Following that event, “honeymoon” joins forces with “over” and ominously morphs to “good luck with that happiness thing.”
New employees have honeymoons. New homes have honeymoons. New opportunities start out exciting hope-filled and vibrantly rose-colored.
Their shine never lasts. Their luster soon dulls.
Tis the way with the world. Even its best leaks joy like did the engine of my 1965 straight-six Mustang.
Contentment constantly displaced like the latest Netflix series.
What if the honeymoon lasted forever?
What if the great things you love about your spouse…your daughter…your boss were never ruined by your behavior or theirs?
What if the joy you felt when feeling deeply loved…
What if the euphoria that washed over you at the birth of your little girl…
What if honeymoons were the way the world was supposed to be? Always.
That’s what the world gets in Jesus.
Honeymoons give us glimpses into the new reality Jesus has planned for us all.
Yay Jesus.