The Storyteller: The Rich Fool Day 3

God Snatches Me
So don’t be impressed with those who get rich and pile up fame and fortune. They can’t take it with them; fame and fortune all get left behind. Just when they think they’ve arrived and folks praise them because they’ve made good, They enter the family burial plot where they’ll never see sunshine again. We aren’t immortal. We don’t last long. Like our dogs, we age and weaken. And die. Psalm 49:16–20 (The Message)

I’m thinking Jesus knew this Psalm well when he decided to tell the story of the Rich Fool. The man cries from the crowd with directives, “You! Tell him!” Fear springing from uncertainty launches such a desperate plea. Fear so strong it takes on the character of a command. The fact that his brothers controls his economic future leaves him feeling hopeless. One wonders when the fear moves to anger.

Our deepest fears come when we feel the ground beneath our feet tremble. The security that life has been built on is shaken loose. Jesus knows how pointless it would be for this man to build security on financial independence. And so, he tells a story.

But don’t fall into a depressed funk about an unavoidable end. Listen to another verse from the same Psalm - But me? God snatches me from the clutch of death, he reaches down and grabs me. Psalm 49:15 (The Message) That’s what Jesus shouts out on Easter morning. That’s what he gives all who come to him in faith. Does that give you a different perspective on next week’s bills? Now what do you want to call out to Jesus?