‘For I am a stranger with you, and a sojourner, as all my ancestors were.’ (Psalm 39:14)
There are moments in my life I wake up in the middle of the night, pondering what meaning my life has had, but mostly how short life really is. Some might find this morbid, but I find it sobering. Most of us do not give heed to how short our life span is, and what is it we do with our lives from birth to death. And for me, how can I live more closely to how Jesus would have me spend the remainder of my days?
I am officiating at the burial of a man tomorrow, July 10, 2021. He was in his mid 60’s, had a musical career, was beloved by his fellow musicians, loved by his girlfriend. This was supposed to be their year of joy, a year to celebrate their life together. And now that joy is all but gone, those plans like smoke in the air.
So ponder for a few moments what meaning your life has, how has it been lived, and how can it be celebrated before each of us leaves this earth.
A psalm a day 