You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies; You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows. Only goodness and faithful love will pursue me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the Lord as long as I live. Psalm 23:5-6
Jen and I are both aspiring authors. We’d love to write novels and see them published, and we’ve both done quite a bit of research as to what it takes to make that happen. The most crucial element? A great story. And most literary agents will tell you that readers don’t want a downer of an ending. They want your characters to live “happily ever after.”
I’ve struggled with that a bit, because it seems that more often than not, real life doesn’t hand out happy endings. Too often, real people close their days with Alzheimer’s, cancer, tornados, and school shootings. Too often, their last breaths are taken in the valley of the shadow of death.
But David didn’t end his psalm there. He marched right out of that valley onto the hilltop of triumph. “God, you are going to give me a banquet right in front of my enemies, and they’ll have to watch me eat it. You will give me so much good that my cup will run over. I will live in your house forever – happily… ever… after.”
Surely, even in David’s day, the majority of folks didn’t party until the end of their lives. I think David is looking further into the future than just this earthly life. I think he was looking all the way into Heaven. There, finally, all believers will get their happy ending. There, quite literally, we will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.
My parents recently moved into a retirement facility. While they were trying to make the decision, they had to weigh their desire to stay in their own home against some health issues. My mom told my dad, “When I look down the road, I don’t see things getting better.”
My father smiled. “You aren’t looking far enough.”
May I be as far sighted as King David and my Daddy.