There are a variety of reward programs for credit cards in use today. You can get everything from airlines miles to cash back. I don’t like credit cards in general, and it has long been my policy to never carry a balance on a card more than the allotted 30 days. Nonetheless a couple of the cards I have do have cash back reward programs. Indeed, it seems if you are going to do any amount of business at all with Costco it is necessary to have an American Express credit card tied to your account there. And they have a cash back reward program.
Each February a coupon is included with the credit card bill that may be used like cash at Costco. What’s more, in January they include an alert in the monthly mailing that says “Your Reward is Coming!” Like so many needless sheets of paper that arrive daily in my mailbox, the alert ended up in a desktop organizer I have on top of the dresser in my bedroom. In a fascinating luck of the draw the reward alert ended up prominently displayed at the front of the organizer in a way that invaded my thoughts upon rising and going to bed. “Your Reward is Coming!”
Now I like money and all, and a cash back reward program is okay I guess (never mind that I’m paying them to give me my money back each year). And the specific reward this alert pertains to is unusually large this year because I have endured some rather large bills over the past 12 months that I conveniently paid with my American Express Card. So it’s all good. But none of that has gone through my mind when that alert blares out its message about my coming reward. Instead the alert is at times completely captivating: “Your Reward is Coming!”
On my 61st birthday I cannot avoid my mortality. My end is closer than my beginning. And as a believer I know my reward is coming. The words from 1 Corinthians 3 keep going through my mind: “Now if anyone builds on the foundation with gold, silver, precious stones, wood, hay, straw – each one’s work will become manifest, for the Day will disclose it, because it will be revealed by fire, and the fire will test what sort of work each one has done. If the work that anyone has built on the foundation survives, he will receive a reward. If anyone’s work is burned up, he will suffer loss, though he himself will be saved, but only as through fire.”
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Every morning when I get up and each night when I go to bed, for the past month or so, I’ve contemplated those words. And the moments following haven’t been about the $500 check on its way. They have been about how I am building on the foundation. Some days its seems so trite. I work so hard and have so little to show. But almost without exception my thinking focuses on my children, grandchildren, and step-children.
Maybe it’s the extra money I sent my grandson who is moving out of his parent’s home upon reaching maturity. Maybe it’s the 45 minutes last night of repeating spelling words over and over again to my 9 year old stepson; hammering in that “clothes” has a word in its middle to help spell it, (“the”). Maybe its spilling out my heart to my 17 year old stepson about pain life’s addictions can bring. Or laughing with my adult son about the stupidity that resides in the buildings downtown in DC. Then there is the 45 minute phone call with my adult daughter sharing parenting concerns we somehow now seem to have in common. Could it be the passing compliment to my 11 year old stepdaughter about how beautiful she is? Or fixing the bedroom window for my 19 year old stepdaughter so winter’s chill doesn’t pester her so much? Oh – and then there’s my 12 year old stepson: he’s a indolent genius that will go far (my only contribution is a swift kick now and then). And telling my Iowa grandson how proud I am of his bravery advancing into a military career. Oh and my Iowa granddaughter, beautiful and so full of her mom’s personality.
“Your Reward is Coming!”
I roll over before falling asleep, snuggling under warm covers on a cold Virginia night with the best friend I’ve ever had. Shoot, my reward is here, I think. 61 years of life and the love of several generations. A family so big we can’t sit around the same table all at once. Let the fire test the work this one has done. God it is good. I have my reward. Thank you. Good night. Oh, and happy birthday to me.