OK, here’s a depressing verse, at first glance anyway:
James 4:14 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.
As this is my final week of work, I’ve been thinking about “lasts.” My first car was a ’62 VW Bug. I pushed it further than I drove it. Our first house was a 14-foot-wide mobile home shared with lizards, roaches, mice, and a rat or two. Then came the next car, the next house. Now we’ve entered the season of lasts. This Sunday is my last sermon.
This life and ministry has gone so fast. It has been a blessed mist. Now I just want to stick the landing.
Do you watch the Olympics? I recently read an article comparing it to life. The skier has to land the jump. The gymnast has to stick the landing. The ending matters.
There was an old beer commercial where people sat around on a beach and someone said, “It doesn’t get any better than this.”
But it does—infinitely better. For those who know Christ, the worst of this life is as bad as life will ever get, and the best of this life won’t come close to what’s coming. An eternity will no sickness, no death, no tears, no sin, no taxes is paradise indeed. No mosquitoes or cats would be good by me as well.
Before our mist vanishes, will you join me in asking God’s help to stick the landing?
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