Today marks the official start of summer vacation for students throughout the tri-cities. I can remember back to those days from my childhood. There was always an irrepressible joy within me as I celebrated the end of nine months of school and considered what the summer might hold. The next three months would be filled with camping, fort-building, baseball cards, and a little mischief. Specifically, I can remember going to bed after the last day of school, the whole summer before me. It seemed too good to be true. I rejoiced at simply being alive to all the possibilities.
Thirty years later I really don’t have a parallel for that feeling. Joy is still present, but served in smaller doses these days. Maybe I’ve just learned to govern my reactions a bit more. Still, there is one way that this “last day of school” experience seems appropriate: when we think about reigning forever with Jesus. I think the kind of joy associated with summer vacation will be a daily reality for us when Jesus brings His kingdom to earth. I’m not sure if we’ll need to sleep in the age to come. Actually, I wonder if we’ll even be able to sleep as we ponder all the possibilities of God’s presence and the new earth.