Many of you know my mother is currently in hospice and facing the end of her journey here on this earth. This season in her life has made me reevaluate many things....mostly, "What is this life of mine spent on?" My mother has modeled a focused life; but not one that this world would necessarily say is focused on the "right stuff." She has always been focused on serving others, thinking of others above herself, selflessly giving to those around her, encouraging others in their walk, prayer that intercedes, and loving her Lord etc. She realized something early on that has taken me years to realize.....this life is temporary....this is not her home and she is eagerly anticipating Heaven.
Jennie Allen of the book Anything wrote, "If we believe this life is temporary; that belief alone changes how we live it." Hmmm, does my life look like I believe this life is temporary? Do I operate with the reality that my life is a vapor and EVERY day should be spent sharing the amazing news about our eternal home? Does my life invite others to check out the Jesus that I proclaim to love? Do I eagerly anticipate, daily, being in the presence of my savior? I am trying.
The word encourages us to keep an eternity focus.....every day.....with every interaction....to anticipate the next life with excitement and anticipation. If we do, it will totally change how we live each day.....preparing for my next home with my King!
I hope you will take a few moments each day this week to meditate on these verses, on the Lord, spending eternity with Him, and worshiping who He is in your life!
James 14:14 "How do you know what your life will be like tomorrow? Your life is like the morning fog—it’s here a little while, then it’s gone."
John 10:28 "I give them eternal life, and they will never perish. No one can snatch them away from me"
Psalm 39:4-7 "Show me, Lord, my life’s end and the number of my days; let me know how fleeting my life is. You have made my days a mere handbreadth; the span of my years is as nothing before you. Everyone is but a breath, even those who seem secure. Surely everyone goes around like a mere phantom; in vain they rush about, heaping up wealth
without knowing whose it will finally be. But now, Lord, what do I look for? My hope is in you.