On Sunday as I sat listening to Pastor Jeff preach on patience, he made a statement that got my mind wandering. I can’t remember his words exactly, but his statement had to do with the time we have on this earth, and how we should wait patiently on the Lord.
     Its not that I stopped paying attention to what he was saying at that point, but I just couldn’t stop thinking about the idea of how much time we have in life.
     The scriptures are clear in teaching us that our every breath is God ordained- that each moment of our existence is orchestrated by him, and that when he sees fit to allow our heart to beat its last, there is nothing we can do to change that.
     The same can be said for Christ’s’ return. Men have tried to figure out what day and hour he would return, and those days have come and gone, and the world continues to turn. People have tried to predict his return for centuries. That predicted day came and went and now their bones are turning to dust in graves that remain sealed. The Bible says that he will return "as a thief in the night". In other words, it will be a surprise. The truth is, we don’t know. It could be soon, or it might not.
      So here is the thought that has been haunting me. IF Christ chooses not to return in my lifetime, it means I am going to die. I have no other choice. Now, I could die in my sleep tonight. Or maybe next week. Maybe next year I’ll be stricken with an illness that will take my life. Maybe in five years I’ll die in a car accident. No one knows. Let’s say that I live to a healthy old age and die a peaceful, natural death. What’s an average age for a healthy male these days? Eighty-two? Eighty-five? MAYBE ninety? If I look at it this way, since I’m forty-three now, I might have forty more years to go.
     So if Jesus chooses to hold off for that long, and I stay healthy and out of car accidents for that long, best case scenario is I have NO MORE than fifty years until I will be standing before the throne. Think about that! In the next forty-five to fifty years, I AM going to see Jesus, whether I’m ready or not. Now I don’t know about you, but these last forty odd years have went by like a flash.
      The inevitable reality of meeting Jesus has somehow became more tangible and real for me. And this is a best case scenario. What if it is this week, or this year or the next?
     The reality is that I have to ask myself if I am ready. Have I done the things that he wanted me to? I don’t want to have to stand before him and wish I had done more with the time he gave me. I’m not sure how I would measure up now, and knowing that pushes me to live better, love more, and be less selfish. It makes me want to be more submissive to what he has called me to do, and hold onto things in this world a little less tightly.

So my question to you is this….. If you really had to face the reality of how little time each of you has till you stand before a holy God, is the life you live a reflection of that, or are you more concerned about temporary things?

Now there is something to chew on.