Eternity
About two weeks ago an acquaintance of mine died. She was probably in her early 40's. She had an aneurysm and went brain dead. No warning. She leaves behind a family.
Just the week before the husband of a friend died of a brain tumor. He was in his 30's with a 3 y/o and an 11 month old. The last year+ Erik had been battling the tumor and was given a 5% chance of living a year. He made it a year and a half. Believers from around the world gathered in prayer to ask God to heal him and journeyed with their family as the Lord called him home. Erik's goal this past year was to love God more and to love people more. I think that goal was accomplished. The Lord called him home.
Two deaths within a few weeks of each other. In our 20's we don't often think about death. We think we are going to be around for the long run. But in two weeks of each other, two deaths of young individuals. One sudden, one a long process.
I realized, especially from Sheri's sudden death, that I am not living each day with an eternal perspective. There are things left unsaid. I believe in heaven but I don't live like I believe. I'm caught up in enjoying Greg, my life, my job and my son. I don't want Brayden to grow up without a mother. That scares me.
If I lived like I believed in heaven things would look different. I would not pursue useless and vain things that will not enter eternity with me. I would not be so frustrated with petty disagreements. I would live with an active hope and desire for things to come. I would be more proactive about telling the people about Jesus...because if I lived like I believed in heaven I also would live like I believed in hell. Hell is a scary place. I don't want anyone to go there. The last few years I've gotten caught up in mediocrity, living fairly apathetically knowing people were dying daily but not really caring.
I used to live with an eternal perspective. I wonder where it got lost and I began to become apathetic.
Just the week before the husband of a friend died of a brain tumor. He was in his 30's with a 3 y/o and an 11 month old. The last year+ Erik had been battling the tumor and was given a 5% chance of living a year. He made it a year and a half. Believers from around the world gathered in prayer to ask God to heal him and journeyed with their family as the Lord called him home. Erik's goal this past year was to love God more and to love people more. I think that goal was accomplished. The Lord called him home.
Two deaths within a few weeks of each other. In our 20's we don't often think about death. We think we are going to be around for the long run. But in two weeks of each other, two deaths of young individuals. One sudden, one a long process.
I realized, especially from Sheri's sudden death, that I am not living each day with an eternal perspective. There are things left unsaid. I believe in heaven but I don't live like I believe. I'm caught up in enjoying Greg, my life, my job and my son. I don't want Brayden to grow up without a mother. That scares me.
If I lived like I believed in heaven things would look different. I would not pursue useless and vain things that will not enter eternity with me. I would not be so frustrated with petty disagreements. I would live with an active hope and desire for things to come. I would be more proactive about telling the people about Jesus...because if I lived like I believed in heaven I also would live like I believed in hell. Hell is a scary place. I don't want anyone to go there. The last few years I've gotten caught up in mediocrity, living fairly apathetically knowing people were dying daily but not really caring.
I used to live with an eternal perspective. I wonder where it got lost and I began to become apathetic.
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