I’m reminded daily just how fragile life can be. On Wednesday nights, at the church I attend, we have Men’s Study. There’s a group of roughly 8 or 9 guys at our table. We break out several times over the 90 minutes we’re together studying God’s Word for deeper discussion. It’s an inductive Bible Study so we work on a method that includes Reading, Observation, Analysis, Doing, and Sharing (ROADS). Our group of guys have gotten close over the last two semesters.
One of the guys that sits next to me most times was missing from our crew the last couple of weeks. So I dropped him an email to see how he was doing. He wrote back and thanked me but said their family is in complete disarray after finding out his daughter, who is 7 months pregnant, was diagnosed with leukemia. It was a jaw-dropper. Tears filled my eyes.
At that moment, I was struck by just how unpredictable life can be. As a kid, I felt invincible. With a hundred years ahead of me it was all fun and games. Work, I had no clue about. Life was one big playground to explore.
Today, I see it much differently. Our days are numbered. We have no idea when the last number in the sequence of our life will show up. We have no control. Control is an illusion.
“The years of our life are seventy, or even by reason of strength eighty; yet their span is but toil and trouble; they are soon gone, and we fly away.” (Psalm 90:10) The psalmist goes on to say, “So teach us to number our days that we may get a heart of wisdom.” (Verse 12)
That is my prayer today; to get a heart of wisdom. To love God and love others in such a way that my life makes a difference.
Pray with me that the numbers of those added to the Kingdom of God may increase through all of us who believe – that we would attain a heart of wisdom in sorting out God’s call each day.
And that’s the Memo. Steve