Its been quite a difficult couple of weeks. There have been two unexpected deaths in my circle of acquaintances. First, the 16 year old son of a local pastor died from ingesting a bit of a health bar that had peanut butter in it. Now of all the things that people die of, especially young people, eating peanut butter should not be one of them.
A couple days ago, a man from our church, only 55 years old, went to bed on earth, and woke up in heaven. No sickness. No warning. Just gone.
We often take our lives for granted. We squander our time. We assume that we have years to live when we might have mere seconds. Each moment we have is a gift of God. In each moment we can glorify God by not wasting the time He has put in our hands. It only takes a moment to touch another person, to smile, to pray, to give, to thank. May we live fully in the present moment, not mulling over the past, nor fearing for the future. Our times are in His hands. We live and die to God alone. Let us remind ourselves continually that it is what we do with the minutes of our lives that count for eternity. So, Lord, teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts to wisdom (Psalm 90:12).
A few years ago, an older woman in our church, a saint of God, came to church one morning, went to the altar as we worshipped, lifted her hands to heaven, and fell over dead. Her hearts desire was to die praising God. He granted that desire. She lived well, and died well. We have the choice of how we will live each moment. Our last moment is in God's hands, and it only takes a moment to die. Live for God. Life is short.