In November 1620, Pilgrims arrived in New England to start a new life. A life of freedom, freedom to serve the Almighty Father, their Lord and Savior, the God above all gods. As the days passed the people longed for freedom, freedom to love the Almighty, freedom to worship, freedom to rest assured on the Savior. After many days at sea they arrived to their destination, tired and sore, yet they had hope! Hope to start a new life.

Upon arrival, the bitter winter had set in, some fought, others fought just as hard, but sadly many died. The pilgrims traveled all this way to start a new life, yet only to die, what devastation they must have felt.

After the harsh bitter winter they were able to stand again, able to fight the fight, able to press forward. They begin tilling the land only to find “not so good conditions”, working day in and day out to see very little accomplished. But some rested. Rested in the Lord for guidance and understanding, making friends along the way. They worked hard, and their new friends worked hard to help plant the crops, they move the stones and carried the water. Then in 1621, one year after arriving, the friends were able to share the harvest with each other…

Life passes so quickly, but yet many do not understand the makings of it.

People become bored in the society of never-ending work, the same thing day in and day out. We sit quietly in our homes watching television and playing video games. We wonder what the point may be. We wonder if this life even matters. We wonder if what we speak is important.

It’s so amazing that the almighty God formed man out of dust, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living soul. (Genesis 2:7) God inspires each breath we breathe, and if He would chose to take that breath away for even a few seconds, we would cease!

We, as New Englanders, as pastors, teachers and wives, we depend on making friends from missions to help us with the harvest, to give us hope for when we feel devastated, as pilgrims in a strange land.

For in Him we live, and move...

…Think about how hard it must be for the people living in New England to produce a harvest without friends, without missions, having to wait year(s) to produce the healthiest fruit.

Our lives are like a vapor. Jesus, came from heaven and became human, to pay the penalty for our sin. At this very moment, God is given life to us, what should our purpose be in life? May our purpose be to live for Christ as we reflect on what He has done for us.

For to me to live is Christ, and to die is gain. (Philippians 1:21) 

Is God calling you to New England? Is God calling you to New Hampshire? Will you answer His call?

Samuel Coberley is lead pastor at Lake Sunapee Baptist Church in Newport, N.H.