Beloved, we are God’s children now; what we will be has not yet been revealed. What we do know is this: when he is revealed, we will be like him, for we will see him as he is. (I John 3:2; NRSV)
I sit at the desk in our study at home tending to the monthly routine of paying bills and otherwise organizing my family’s financial life. As I scan through the invoices and receipts, set up payments online, and write the relatively rare check, a short poem by the late Gerhard Frost pops into my mind. The poem is entitled “Autobiography”:
If you should ask me, “Who are you right now? Where are you? What road have you taken? What have you become?” I needn’t give you fifty pages, Or even five, or one. My check stubs are enough.
 Gerhard Frost. Seasons of a Lifetime © 1989 Augsburg Fortress, p. 135.