Jag Owner

I was bought a Jaguar XJ for my birthday this year. Regular readers will recall my perennially unfulfilled love affair with this car which is doomed to be perpetually, and tediously, described in these pages. You’ve already guessed that it is small enough to sit on my hand. It has two opening doors and, when held down and pushed back, it drives forward of its own volition. It sits upon my desk, the closest I’ll get to the real thing. In one sense, it ridicules my automotive obsessions. In another, it is a very fulfilment of my ambitions; after all, I can now make claim to be a Jag-owner. Perhaps one day, when I retire, and have no mortgage, roof repair bills or ever-increasing Council Tax demands, I’ll treat myself to a nice second-hand Jag.

Such thoughts are, of course, trite and unworthy. Yet we believers are given a foretaste of heavenly glory here on the earth. The indwelling Holy Spirit is a deposit given to us that we might anticipate the incalculable riches of heaven and cease desiring the silly baubles of earth. 

That Holy Spirit of promise which is the earnest of our inheritance until the redemption of the purchased possession, unto the praise of his glory.

-Ephesians 1:13b-14