Every day, I am one day closer to dying.
Heck, it could be today, I suppose. In many ways, I hope not. But, if that train pulls into the station, I’m ready to board.
As I have aged, I’ve left a lot of things behind.
For example, I don’t play hide-and-go-seek too much, unless you include trying to find my car keys each morning.
I also don’t play the Hokie Pokie too much. At my age, it’s not safe to keep putting my left foot in and taking my left foot out. You know, broken hips and all.
I’m getting better, though, at playing Freeze Tag. Whenever I’m sitting in a chair or laying on the bed, I’m finding it is getting harder and harder to get my back and knees to unfreeze from their laying down position.
But, even as I age and leave things behind, there’s one thing I haven’t forgotten nor left behind. It’s the simple words to a simple children’s song:
“Jesus loves me! this I know, For the Bible tells me so’
Little ones to Him be-long; They are weak, but He is strong.
Yes, Jesus loves me, Yes, Jesus loves me,
Yes, Jesus loves me, The Bible tells me so.”
Then, the third verse really touches my thoughts today:
“Jesus loves me! loves me still, Thou I’m very weak and ill;
From His shin-ing, throne on high, Comes to watch me where I lie.
Yes, Jesus loves me, Yes, Jesus loves me,
Yes, Jesus loves me, The Bible tells me so.”
My friends, Jesus loves you! No matter who you are. Where you are. What you’ve done. What you’ve said. Or not said.
His love for you never fails.
Something I have discovered in the last few years is that the things of earth are all things of which we grow weary, except those things which pertain to the Kingdom of Heaven. Scripture, its teaching, fellowship with people of the Way, ministering in His name, they never, ever get old. I shared with my class Sunday an episode of encouraging a teen in Jamaica just over 20 years ago, and the wonderful results God produced from it and how He had prepared the situation without my knowing it, and that the whole event was as fresh and thrilling today as it was in June of 1992.
ReplyDeleteA certain dinner 10 days ago came to mind, too.
I wish I'd learned a Biblical worldview 30 years before I did.
Incidentally, the girl I encouraged was in the class, as was her husband. It was a moving moment for us all, 1992, and Sunday.
I just realized you are back to blogging! Glad to see you are back on here!!
ReplyDeleteThis post hits too close today. Our co-worker(my husband's cousin) started with hospice care this week after a short battle of cancer.