Bubbles - you know, those spheres of solution filled with air, caught up in the breeze. What fun they are to children and adults alike!
A bubble is a beautiful thing when you take a closer look. It reflects all the colours of the rainbow, and as these colours swim over its delicate surface you wonder why a bubble is so short lived. Up, up into the air it goes, higher and higher it goes until – BANG! Its surface is shattered and down it comes in fragments of moisture. Occasionally the beautiful bubble will drift into an object more solid than itself with the same devastating effect. Their beauty and the joy they bring are so short lived.
Life's pleasures are a little bit like that also. They bring pleasure for only but a little while and one would wonder if there was any point in perusing them in the first place. Other pleasures would seem to bring such merriment, and yet when brought against those more solid and more soul satisfying things in life they would shatter into nothing more than fragmented memories – some of which we would perhaps prefer to be forgotten forever.
The Christian life is certainly not boring and colourless; indeed could there be any greater joy than the knowledge of the certainty of our sins forgiven? Could we know any greater joy than that which was meant for the believer with Christ occupying the very inmost being? It is against this solid, unequal, deep and eternal joy and satisfaction that all other lesser types burst into insignificance.