Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes.
Lately the idea of how short our life is has really been hauting me. I have been thinking a lot about how I am blessed to be alive and healthy. The thought about I could be dead tomorrow has been dominating my thoughts and somewhat scares me terribly, but I am so secure in the fact that my heavenly father is always ready to welcome me into his loving arms, that it gives me such peace. I don't want this blog to sound morbid or depressing, but I want it to serve as a reminder of how blessed we are to be alive and living in a time where we are so blessed and able to effect so many lives so easily.
The other day in a small group chapel we were talk about how we are so lucky to be born in the age that we are. We have been given such incredible opportunities to serve the Lord in so many ways and can you believe we complain so much? For hundreds of years people have been planting the seeds that we should be fertilizing and growing for the glory of God.
If you think about it, a lot of the hard work has been done already for us. We are disciples, we get the privilege of sharing the word of God. One of my biggest pet peeves is when we are in big group settings and someone ask a person to pray and nobody volunteers. We treat praying as something scary and intimidating. We should be on the edge of our seat anxiously anticipating the next time we get to talk with our maker. God loves nothing more than hearing his children cry out to him. It worries me when people are nervous to pray at the dinner table, I ask myself what could their personal prayer life be like?
Today for the first time in a long time I got down on my knees, my face buried in the ground and cried out to Jesus. I cried for his guidance and his hand to work in my life. I have become a complacent christian. I want to move mountains for my God, I want to get to heaven and hear God say "Well done good and faithful servant, well done". My hearts longing is for others to see the light of Jesus in me. I want to change live through him. God gave the ultimate sacrifice of his Son for me, and I have become so complacent that I can't even invite someone to church with me? I am ashamed.
To tie this all back together it just makes me realize how I need to be a light. I need to be an example to others and not expect others to do that for me. God has blessed me greatly, now it is my job to bless others for as long as I live. I want every day for the rest of my life to matter and be significant, whether that is 80 years or 2 days, I want to please God with the way I live my life.
I am Humbled before Him,