We were expecting out first child talking about the stereotype of now that we are parents we better be responsible and can’t do anything crazy anymore. For me, that was a motorcycle. I’ve always wanted one, bad enough to the point that I wrote a research paper back in High School about how they aren’t as dangerous and my parents tried to make them seem.
Regardless, I knew things were going to change. We were talking on the way back from telling my wife’s family in Ohio that we were expecting. I remember the exact spot right outside St. Mary’s Ohio that the thought, I traded it all and now I wouldn’t trade a thing came into my mind. I quickly threw my phone at my wife for her to type it down before I forgot it.
I waited till we got to a stop sign when I snagged it back from her to finish writing the lyrics to the third and second verses down. This idea that life is about trades isn’t new. Of course, there are many things that we trade. It was truck cards for me, baseball or Pokemon cards for other kids. We attribute worth to certain things that we willing give up for something in our minds that has more worth. It’s the same reason others trade with us. They see what we have as more valuable than what we have and the trade is made.
This is essentially how our economy works except it’s with money and goods or services. The value of what we get is worth the cost of what we pay.
What I still find hard to grasp is that in God’s economy, I traded my filthy rags to become His Child because of Christ sacrifice for me. That is a trade that I am so thankful for, but in the expanse of the entire universe seems so unfair on my account. I have done nothing but dishonor and shake my fist at God and yet while I was still doing it, He chose to pay for it so that I might know the riches of His glorious grace. That makes me want to fall down on my face every time.
So why did I write it?
I wrote it to remind myself and others that trading is okay. It’s okay and the you have a choice. You get to choose what you give away. In fact you have a responsibility to choose, otherwise you are giving someone else the ability to tell you what they think is more important for your life.
Don’t waste it. Make the trade.