We Never Know...

I don't want to be a downer here, but the past few days have been tragic for my family. We buried a 25 year-old young man who should have had his whole life before him. We don't know why he died--just that he had never done anything bad in his life and didn't deserve to. He had hopes, dreams, and big plans for his future. He had a good-paying job that he enjoyed and a steady girl that he intended to marry this time next year. I held him when he was just days old and my mother used to cut his hair and make his Easter outfits when he was little. He was in our wedding when he was 4. It just doesn't feel real that he's gone.

Because of the sins of mankind, Satan walks among us and we all have an appointment with physical death (Rom. 5:12). It doesn't care if we're infants, vibrant, young adults or an older person. It's indiscriminate as to age, socio-economic background, religion or the lack thereof.

I've cried at funerals where I knew that I would never see that person again because they didn't know the Lord. That's the worse kind of loss. I've cried at the funeral of a loved one who is a Christian too, but it's just because I'll miss him or her in this life. I do, however, have the hope of seeing them again and spending eternity with them. For the righteous that have escaped this life, they've got it far better than you or I (Rev. 20:6; 21:1-7). I remind myself of that when I get a lump in my throat and feel like grieving for my loss.

We all need to seek the Lord while we have the opportunity (Hosea 10:12; Mt. 6:33). Why? Because we don't know what the next ten minutes holds, much less tomorrow and beyond. If we don't die physically, Jesus could very well return right now (Heb. 9:28). Are we ready?

I hope I haven't depressed the readership here, but we all need to understand that we can only be a champion for the cause of Christ for every day we wake up on this side of the soil.

Love Ya,
God Bless!