250 Years

 

“Can you believe it’s been 250 years since this country was founded?”  The lady sitting across from me asked me.  “I remember 1976 when it was the 200^th year anniversary and that seems like yesterday.  I have a 50 cent piece from that year and I want you to have it.”

“Thanks,” I said, taking the half dollar she offered me.  It had John F. Kennedy’s image engraved on one side along with the dates 1776-1976.  “250 years does seem like a long time, doesn’t it?”

“Yes,” she paused thinking.  “I suppose I won’t be here for the next 50 year anniversary.  That’ll be in 2076 and I’ll have long been in the ground by that time.”

“I don’t suppose I’ll be around either,” I said.  “I don’t imagine we’ll be celebrating anniversaries like that in heaven – although maybe they have fireworks there.”

It has been 250 years since a bunch of men in Philadelphia signed a piece of paper that listed a bunch of complaints against King George III (never mind that it was really the British parliament that was the culprit).  Of course, the United States’ Constitution wasn’t ratified until over a decade later in 1789.

I know that many pin their hopes on the success of the United States, seeing in it the “Hope of the Free World.”  Scripture makes it clear that there is a different future for the world.

King Nebuchadnezzar had a dream and in his dream, he saw an amazing statue with parts of made of various metals.  As Daniel eventually explained to him, each part of the statue represented a different earthly empire.  Some of those empires would last for a few decades, others for hundreds of years, but all would eventually fall, superseded by a different people group.

Then, at the end of his dream, “Thou sawest till that a stone was cut out without hands, which smote the image upon his feet that were of iron and clay, and brake them to pieces.  Then was the iron, the clay, the brass, the silver, and the gold, broken to pieces together, and became like the chaff of the summer threshing floors; and the wind carried them away, that no place was found for them: and the stone that smote the image became a great mountain, and filled the whole earth.” (Daniel 2:34,35)

The stone is the kingdom of God, as represented by the church.  It is a kingdom that knows no boundaries and has spread throughout the world – regardless of governments and languages.  While kingdoms rise and fall, its goal remains constant, to bring the good news of Jesus’ victory over sin and death people who live in darkness.

Unlike earthly kingdoms, this one will know no end.  While no one has made pieces of money to celebrate its anniversaries or set off fireworks for it, it truly is the hope of the world – the only kingdom that brings peace and light into a world full to the brim with kingdoms of darkness.