God’s Warranty
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God’s Warranty

This afternoon I sat in the showroom of a car dealer while waiting for my truck to be repaired. It was a slow day. Four salesmen sat without speaking a word to each other as they peered out the window like hunters in the woods at deer season waiting for prey. Oh if only someone could be spotted walking through the lot. I wondered about the pecking order. Which one had the right to pounce? If all four descended upon a victim, he or she would surely flee. A television was on in the corner broadcasting the continued slide of the stock market. The bad news seemed to heighten the intensity of the hunt.

I pulled myself back into the textbook on my lap but then thought about my truck. It is almost out of warranty. That’s why I was there. The repair was not urgent but I wanted to make sure Ford Motor Company paid for it instead of me. It was then that I wondered if the warranty ever runs out on people. Would there ever be a time when our manufacturer refused to fix us at His cost?

In Revelation 22:17 John wrote, “Come. Let him that is athirst come. And whosoever will, let him take the water of life freely.” I like that “whosoever.” There does not seem to be a 36,000 mile or 36 month limit here. Young or old, it does not matter, the warranty never expires.

Written by Roger Bothwell on September 19, 2002
Spring of Life, 151 Old Farm Rd. Leominster, MA 01453.