My Best Life When?

 No one in our Fellowship would ever invite Joel Osteen to minister in their church or sell his books. But I fear that brother Joel is honored at almost every church service by our head over heels acceptance of expecting to live our best lives now.

Little of our so called worship music today looks to Heaven as a worthwhile goal. It focuses on youthful shallowness of topics and emotions concerned only with how I feel right now.

Pentecostals, because we believe in the power of the Holy Spirit now, often only focus on the immediate and we seem powerless when obedience for the long pilgrimage is required. We can give advice to young couples wanting to get married but have little to help when a spouse of many years dies.

Much of our so called worship music was written by or for a youthful audience. No wonder it annoys me. And worship has become commercialized to the point that truth and doctrine are sacrificed to sell more music.  It's little wonder to me that some of the artists who write the shallow, weak, childish songs that we sing in church are leaving the faith and turning their backs on Christ. Fanny Crosby or Charles Wesley did not do that.

Finally, if this is the best that being saved has to offer then I have been ripped off. My hope is that what God has prepared for me in eternity is worth whatever trials and hardships I must endure to get there still saved and sanctified. My best life will not be in this life.