All those, from the teeny weeny PreK’s to the quite adult-like college students, have headed back to their place of learning. Some for the first time. Others hoping desperately it will be for the last time.
My youngest is in that last group. Academia is not her passion.
That apple didn’t fall too far from the tree. It wasn’t mine, either.
But this is a season of transition for many. We live in an area where folks are moving in all the time. (Mickeyville has that attractiveness factor.)
I have the privilege of working with quite a few people in transition. Some embrace it with anticipation. Some come kicking and squealing. Some are resigned–they’re hurting. And some are so thrilled to be here they can hardly stand it.
Everyone goes through periods of transition constantly. It’s the rhythm of life. Changes are the titles to the chapters of our individual stories. It’s no wonder that we often yearn for those small things in life that are reminders that some things just stay the same.
I’m talking about Twinkies.
I don’t know how many of you are familiar with the bruhaha that happened when Hostess was reportedly going under, and the ubiquitous cream-filled logs were no longer going to be made. People were genuinely upset that they would no longer be able to buy these little guilty pleasures.
Get it together, people. Life doesn’t hinge on the existence of Twinkies.
However, the handwriting was on the wall. Or at least pointing to the corporate wallet.
In our change-charged culture, people long for the small things that remind them of gentler times. Times when, as kids, responsibility was still to be learned. The hardest thing to do in a day was homework. And chores.
So someone came up with–dare I say it?–a solution and a sweet tagline.
“The sweetest comeback in the history of ever.”
That’s a lot of pressure to put on the shoulders–or back–of a Twinkie.
In the midst of change, challenge and the chaos of life, we all need that reminder that this isn’t all there is. That our momentary pain, discomfort or suffering isn’t the ultimate definition of life.
Jesus’ disciples had gone through a lot of transition–life with Him was full of it. Times in Israel were tough. The Jews lived under Roman rule–they were barely tolerated. Even the religious rulers were harsh on the people. They wanted to know what Jesus had to offer them.
“The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they (us) might have life, and have it to the full.” John 10:10
The thief is the enemy of our souls–Satan–and all the things of this world that he uses against us to destroy us. Jesus’ purpose in coming was to give us life–the hope of eternity in heaven. With God. That’s a promise that won’t change.
He’s in the midst of life with His own, no matter what transitions happen. The hope we have is that He’s coming back for His own.
Talk about the sweetest comeback in the history of ever!