Can a Christian Become Perfect Before Heaven?
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Can a Christian Become Perfect Before Heaven?

The Summer Stockpile

I remember when the world was nervously anticipating Y2K. Around the world, the paranoid formed emergency stockpiles. Bags of dry rice. Flashlights and extra batteries. Matches and candles. Bottled water. All one would need should the world end when the ball dropped announcing the new millennium.

My boys woke up early this morning; therefore, by 7:00 A.M. I had already played a round of Word Yahtzee and attempted to make a clown fish out of those annoying Perler-Bead-Melty-things. Luckily, we had to leave for school by 8:00 today. But school gets out in a week. Sound the alarms! The summer is coming. Time to stockpile.

I deal with my anxiety by over-preparing, and I went into serious Y2K mode this morning. My internal dialogue went something like this: “Summer is coming. I need to gather books and crafts and new board games. I need to find free activities at the library. I need something to make me feel prepared for the potentially catastrophic change that’s coming in a week.”

Don’t get me wrong, I adore my children, and I thoroughly enjoy time with them. I want to enjoy the season of life we’re in, knowing that soon enough my boys won’t want to play Yahtzee or make Perler bead creations with me.

But, if I’m honest, I find myself fearing summer. I love structure and routine. I like to keep technology to a minimum in our household. Sibling squabbling wears on my peace-loving soul. The summer promises long days at the pool and popsicles, but it also promises crabby, bored boys who have spent too much time with me and each other.

Realistic expectations of the impending summer are necessary. To keep myself sane and to keep my children relatively engaged and challenged during the summer months will require me to step it up, to get out my “A” Game. “I will scour the thrift stores for random supplies, I will buy out the dollar bins at Target, I will be that lady at the library summer events,” said my resolved best momma self this morning.

Thankfully for me and the cashier at Michael’s, the Lord intervened and calmed me down before the stores even opened.

Stocking Up on Grace

What I really need for this summer is a stockpile of grace. The problem is that grace can’t be stockpiled. Like the manna that sustained the Israelites in the wilderness, it must be gathered daily. Any attempt to store up grace will grow maggots like hoarded manna.

God wants his people needy of him, looking to him, depending on him. We go to bed tired and bruised by failure but eager to greet his fresh mercies and provisions every morning.

Remember my affliction and my wandering, the wormwood and the bitterness. Surely my soul remembers and is bowed down within me. This I recall to mind. Therefore I have hope. The Lord’s lovingkindnesses indeed never cease. For His compassions never fail. They are new every morning. Great is Your faithfulness.

“The Lord is my portion,” says my soul, “Therefore I have hope in Him.” The Lord is good to those who wait for Him, to the person who seeks Him. It is good that he waits silently for the salvation of the Lord.

Lam. 3:19-26

The Lord is my portion, and the Lord is my children’s portion. He goes ahead of us and with us into the summer months. He has both sweet memories and sour sibling meltdowns in store for us. He intends to point all of us to our neediness and his storehouses this summer.

Yes, I will stockpile plastic crappy toys that I will purge by the end of the summer. Yes, I will make some plans and routines to keep our sanity. No, I will not hope in them or in unrealistic expectations of myself or my three children. By God’s grace, I will not rely upon my own stockpile.

My God’s storehouses are much more varied, lavish, and abundant. His stockpile of grace, patience, forgiveness, and perspective is our hope this summer. So bring it on, summer. We’re ready . . . but not yet. I’ll enjoy this week while it lasts!

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Aimee Joseph

Aimee Joseph has spent many years directing women’s discipleship and ministry at Redeemer Presbyterian Church and in Campus Outreach San Diego. She is the wife to G’Joe who has recently planted Center City Church, and mother to three growing boys. Her first book, Demystifying Decision Making released with Crossway in January 2022. You can read more of her writing at