It was hard to get out of bed this morning. I wanted to stay sandwiched in sheets hiding from daylight, from reality, from the heartache of the world. Maybe if I could just stay in the unconscious state of sleep, I could hold off the pain a little longer.
Not the pain of missing them day to day because I haven’t seen them in a few years.
But the pain of loss.
The pain of death.
The pain of knowing I have two uncles burying their children and cousins who will miss their siblings, their friends. The pain of knowing there is another orphan in the world today who will have faint memories of his parents and only stories to know them by.
Three young people were full of life days ago and today they’re just gone.
And the world continues to go on. My babies woke up at the same time they always do, my husband got up, went to work like he always does, and the sun is high and shining bright like it does every other day. Nothing stops for death.
I can’t claim to have been “close” to them in recent years because truthful and painfully, I cannot remember the last time I saw them or the last time we talked or if I even made time talk to them about anything important or edifying at all. I didn’t know that would be the last time.
I just didn’t know. I didn’t know this would happen.
So I won’t claim to know them, who they really were and who they had become over the last few years. I haven’t lived nearby since leaving for college.
But, I grew up with them and before we were adults, with our own agendas, we were care-free kids together. We spent our childhoods together; celebrating holidays and birthdays together filled with so much dancing, laughing, chasing. With Brittany, I have memories of sleepovers, horseback riding lessons, horse shows, trail rides, crying over dead animals together, long days of cleaning stalls together and working on my uncles farm together. We were the Spices Girls together, making up dances and practicing performances that we only performed for ourselves in backyards and bedrooms. Scary Spice is gone.
LIFE IS SHORT. REALLY. SHORT.
“Do not boast about tomorrow, for you do not know what a day may bring.”
I make plans for tomorrow, and next week and next month all the time. We all act as if we know our lives will extend that long. Truth is I am not promised tomorrow. You are not promised tomorrow.
And so my friends, I write this with urgency.
We can’t push off forgiveness until tomorrow. Don’t postpone showing someone love and grace for another second. We have today, we have right now.
Show grace, love and forgiveness. Don’t hold on to bitterness, make amends. Be present. Make time for the important things- like real LIVE people. People are eternal, forever. Things fade away.
This is an EMERGENCY: Death is real and we will all face it to leave this world.
Jesus is the remedy, He is the only one who has conquered death. He makes all things new and beautiful.
I plead with you, if you do not know Jesus, if you are unsure of where you will end up at the end of this short life, seek the LORD. No money, fame, relationship, family, adventures or possessions will ever save you or fulfill you.
In the beginning we were one with God; fulfilled, whole, complete.
But something happened and selfishness stole into the world and the oneness was broken.
God is fully good, He is everything that is good.
We cannot be united with God on our own. We cannot earn His love or our salvation, no matter how hard we try.
Why? Because we are a broken, depraved and sinful people. There is no such thing as a “good person.” We all lie, cheat, steal, hate and covet on a daily basis.
For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God. Romans 3:32
God’s standard is perfection and we must account for our actions, that leaves you, me, and everyone with an eternal problem. “You have been weighed on the scales and found wanting.” Daniel 5:27
We need someone who is blameless to pay the debt we owe. Jesus the Son of God came to rescue, redeem and make things whole again. It is only through His blood that we can now be reunited with God.
Do you trust in His actions on the cross, that He paid the price for your sin, paid the debt so that you may have life? When he says “Behold I make all things new” do you believe that he speaks of you? Once dead but now alive in Him?
We are diseased with sin, plagued by a sense of emptiness we vainly fill because we are out of community with the ONE TRUE GOD.
Jesus is the cure.
whereas you do not know what will happen tomorrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapor that appears for a little time and then vanishes away.