Much like the movie “Groundhog Day.” Over and over, from morning to night — just repeats of the same thing.
In the comic strip, “Dagwood and Blondie,” Dagwood made the statement, “You only go around once, but if you do it right, once is enough.” There’s truth in this — life doesn’t give us “redos.” It’s a fact that life is a one-time trip and it’s the only time we have to “do it right.”
Now about the “redos.” There are no “relive it again” or “back to the future” chances. But there is a regeneration that is available to everyone through Jesus Christ. He doesn’t change the past — He forgives it. He changes us and with that, gives a new life. It comes through grace because “For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life” (John 3:16).
We are not condemned to ride a merry-go-round and come off in the same place and as the same person when we got on — going nowhere. We don’t have to repeat life until we “get it right.” There are no works we can do that would warrant our having this joy of salvation and freedom of spirit.
Only through faith in Jesus Christ can a person obtain this life. No longer will your spirit cry out, “Stop the world and let me get off.” Someone on life’s merry-go-round does not have a destination ... there is no vision ... there is no hope. Facing the unknown every day with dread and fear is not the way God intends for us to live.
One day, I went to a section of town looking for a certain address. I had driven a pretty good while when I noticed that things were beginning to look familiar. Somehow I had turned onto a circle and had wasted valuable time which made me late for an appointment. A person accomplishes nothing when going in circles.
A song by Phil Johnson and Bob Benson Sr. asks, “Are you tired of chasing pretty rainbows; Are you tired of spinning round and round.” The answer is to wrap up all the shattered dreams of our life and at the feet of Jesus, lay them down.
When my husband and I lived in Memphis, my parents came from North Carolina to visit at Christmas. The morning after they left to go back home, my husband and I sat down in the kitchen for another cup of coffee to talk before starting the day’s duties. A couple of hours had gone by when we heard a knock on the door. There standing in frustration was my dad. “Will you tell me how to get out of this town?” he said.
Memphis has a loop all the way around and he had driven it several times without knowing he was going in a circle. Finally my mother pointed to a sign that read, “Nashville, next exit.”
She exclaimed, “My, it didn’t seem to take us very long to get here.”
But on looking closer, they realized they were still in Memphis.
What kind of merry-go-round are you on? Is it ambition? Work? Pleasure? Religion? Relationships?
A song I sang years ago addressed the dilemma. It went something like this: “How long has it been, since you woke with the dawn and felt that the day’s worth the living ... How long since you prayed? ... How long since you stayed on your knees ’til the sun shone through?”