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When The Game Is Over We Shall All Return Home

Dean was sent by his father to quickly buy him some food from a nearby restaurant since he was hungry. Dean went in a hurry given the urgenc...

Dean was sent by his father to quickly buy him some food from a nearby restaurant since he was hungry. Dean went in a hurry given the urgency of the assignment at hand.


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However, on his way back, he passed through where his colleagues were playing football. He stopped by and began to watch the game, enjoying the skills on display. As he got carried away, he also became interested in playing the game.

Dean left his father’s food in the care of some unknown people as he entered the field of play. He forgot the urgency of the assignment. He played his heart out and was voted man of the match.

When night came, the owner of the ball picked it up. It was time for everyone to go home; to go back to their parents. It then dawned on Dean after everyone had left that he had actually been sent to buy food by his hungry father. He went to where he left the food, it had been eaten by dogs. “But I kept this food with some guys here a moment ago”, he bemoaned. It was of no help now.

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Dean picked the plates with his heart beating very fast. All the excitement of the game had disappeared, the people clapping for him were all gone, the opponents he was playing against were all gone, the ball itself was gone, time was gone, and those selling food were gone. He just stood there perplexed with tears rolling down his checks. He was wondering on his explanation when he reaches home.

Dean had left home with clean plates full of excitement, but now he was holding the same plates empty, dirty and stained. When people asked him why he couldn’t go home, he said his father will beat him. He knew the implications of wasted time and opportunity.

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Hear this people of God:
We have a home and a father in heaven to return to at the end of our lives’ journey. When all has been said and done in this physical world, we all have to return back home.

Don't be distracted, don't rejoice when people are clapping for you while doing the wrong things. They won't be there when you are to give an account.

We are all sent here on earth for an assignment. Our father is waiting for us. This earthly ball game we are busy playing, when night comes the owner will pick it up and disappear. We will be left alone to go back and give a report to our father who art in heaven.

When the game is over we shall all return home.

How will your account be like? Think about it!!

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