Can you spare a
couple of minutes?
I have to deal with spells of depression
(and will not go back on the meds after several years away from them), and have a tendency to look on the dark side of life. But still, this is important. (Did you know that Elijah, Jonah, and others in the Bible struggled with
bouts of depression? Well, never mind about that now.) I'm saying that I
get a bit reflective, possibly more often than some folks.
My parents and oldest brother have passed away. None of that was a shock, we knew their times were near. Several years ago, someone I knew
who had self-medicated with a powerful medication she bought on the
street overdosed and died, never having reached age 30. A couple of weeks ago, one of the few people I met on the Internet and also met in real life died. Then I learned that Kerry Stoutenburgh of Kingston, NY was
swimming in Maryland, and "died from a rare infection caused by an
amoeba known as Naegleria fowleri". She was 19.
Most of these people thought they had tomorrow waiting for them.
I had a recent visit to the doctor, and she wants me to
have some tests done because the condition could turn cancerous; I could
die. Although that would cause much rejoicing among certain atheists, and apathy among some Christians, I'd prefer to keep going on the work
that God has given me. But when he whistles and says, "Saddle up, it's
time to go home!", you can bet I'm a-goin'.
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Do I have tomorrow? I might not make it home from work,
what with the way people drive here in Kingston. (I suspicion that they
drive like maniacs everywhere nowadays.) For that matter, there have
been a few times in my life when I almost wound up taking a dirt nap from traffic or other quirky circumstances. Or maybe that heart thing will act up. Until that time, I must remain faithful to my calling.
By the way, I have an offbeat sense of humor as regular readers of my sites have seen, but it occasionally gets a bit dark. I could be gone, but people wouldn't know it based on scheduled posts and articles, those could keep dropping in for days. Well, seems funny to me, anyway.
Will any of our lives make an impact? Will I be in the
Creation Science Hall of Fame? (Not hardly! LOL!) It doesn't matter
about our achievements, money, fame, prestige, power, status in The
Company, or anything else. Only what we have done for God will matter in the long haul.
Whether I die moments from now, in a few weeks, or am left here
to proclaim the truth of creation, refuting evolution, and the authority
of Scripture, trying to edify and equip the saints — what about you? I
don't care about your religion and rituals, "lack of belief", excuses,
"reasons" for disbelief, compromise, that you watched a couple of religious movies. Guess what? Neither does God, because stuff you do doesn't make you right with him.
We are all going to stand before him, ready or not. I'm
ready. God accepts me despite my many failings, because Jesus Christ is
the Lord of my life. God the Son took the form of a man, died on the
cross for my sins, was buried, bodily rose from the dead, ascended into Heaven and
sat down at the right hand of God the Father. The Holy Spirit has sealed
and lives in me. Death has been defeated.
All I am, all I have, is through the grace and mercy of God. I have
been saved by grace through faith, and that is not from any religious
rituals or good deeds on my part, it is the gift of God.
There's no second chance when this life is over. Can you spare a couple of minutes? Here's a link that may be helpful to you.
In the name of Jesus Christ,
Cowboy Bob Sorensen
Cowboy Bob Sorensen