Published studies have recently confirmed that those who drink coffee—even lots of it—tend to live longer than those who do not. The problem is that I don’t want to live longer; I just want to drink lots of coffee.
Don’t get me wrong. I suffer no death wish, and not unlike most men, I hope to walk my daughters down the isle someday, and to enjoy vacations with my wife after our nest is empty. The Western world’s obsession with longevity is, however, something in which I cannot participate. Why? Because of sin.
The Bible teaches that the men and women who lived before the Flood lived a very long time, and I do not envy them, for the Bible also says that God looked down on the earth in those days and saw that “every inclination of the thoughts of man’s heart is only evil all the time.” The world in which they lived was corrupt, and that corruption also lived within their hearts. It lives within mine too. But whereas I might suffer life lived in a world of sin and of struggle against my own heart for 80 or 90 years, they suffered it ten times as long. And that’s the rub: I love coffee, but I hate living in a world that is fallen. I long for better.
I do eventually want to live forever. I just don’t want to live forever while sin still brings war and disease and rape and ruin and suffering and death. When Jesus returns to judge, He will restore all things, purging both me and this world of sin. Then, and only then, will living forever be worth it.
Until then, I will continue to consume egregious amounts of coffee, not because I hope to live longer, but because coffee is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy. More than that, Jesus is proof that God desires our eternal happiness, and He has already paid the price to secure it.