Eighty-Six Years and Not One Regret
When Roman soldiers came for Polycarp, Bishop of Smyrna, in AD 155, the elderly pastor was eighty-six years old. He had spent a lifetime shepherding believers through waves of persecution, having learned the faith at the feet of the Apostle John himself. Friends urged him to flee. He refused. When the proconsul demanded he curse Christ and offer incense to Caesar, Polycarp replied with words that still echo across the centuries: "Eighty-six years I have served Him, and He has done me no wrong. How then can I blaspheme my King who saved me?"
There was no wavering in that voice. No last-minute bargaining. Polycarp had fought the good fight across decades of faithful ministry in a hostile empire. He had kept the faith when colleagues abandoned it. And standing in that arena, with the crowd howling for his death, he was not a man clinging to life but a man reaching for a crown.
The Almighty who had strengthened him through eighty-six years of service did not abandon him in the final hour. Polycarp prayed aloud, thanking God for the privilege of being counted among the faithful witnesses.
That is what a life poured out as a drink offering looks like. Not grim resignation, but quiet, unshakable confidence that the righteous Judge has something better waiting on the other side of the flame.
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