I was sitting next to a fifty-something in a Las Vegas Casino, and we were discussing our visit to Las Vegas, popularly known as Sin City. I was a long-haul trucker in town on business, he a vacationing British tourist.
Before I finished my first cup of coffee, and without any prompting, the gentleman, whom I will call Nick, interrupted my thoughts.
“I can’t believe how easy it is to get a girl in this city, and man, compared to Great Britain, they’re cheap. Haven’t decided yet … but I may get another one tonight. I’m not married so it’s no big deal … I’ll see how I feel this evening.”
But it was a big deal; he just didn’t know it. I can’t say I was shocked, but I was impressed, by his candor and willingness to discuss his promiscuous lifestyle. It was, I thought, remarkable that Nick was pleased to discuss his pleasures with a complete stranger, unaware of what his choices said about his character and moral responsibility.
It never occurred me until later that Nick may have been pimping in hopes of a discount. Regardless, Nick was pleased with his visit. In his world, these “girls” were perfect. They were willing, for a price, to give him pleasure without penalty, intimacy without emotional involvement, a liaison without consequence. It promised to be a week he would never forget.
Let us presume for the sake of argument that he was not infected by an std, that no irate boyfriend threatened his life, that no unwanted pregnancy ensued. It is more than likely that, except for the loss of several hundred dollars, his visit to Las Vegas was of little more than a break in the routine.
Sin is like that. Eliminate God from the picture, maintain that all truth is relative, conclude that there is no such thing as objective right and wrong, and you’re free to live as you please. And it works. If sin weren’t so much fun, it wouldn’t be so popular. It is little wonder many people see no need for God. They are doing just fine without Him, thank you very much!
But there is a problem. There is the matter of life after death. In light of his lifestyle, it is likely Nick believed, or at least hoped, that death end it all. That may be a convenient “out,” but it is not supported by either Jesus or the New Testament writers. “Man is destined to die once,” the Bible says, “but after that to face judgment.
There are, obviously, some things I cannot do, even in the “whatever happens here stays here” city of Las Vegas. But I have taken the long view. For me, there is more to life than the 90 or so years I plan to be around. Life is an interlude, a pause in my journey, a moment in time. I’m just a pilgrim … passing through.
You will hear one of these days that, “Scott has passed away.” But don’t you believe it! I’ve moved; I’ve gone home. In the words of the Apostle Paul, “There is laid up for me a crown of righteousness, which the Lord … shall give me at that day.” There is a heaven in my future … and I can hardly wait!