TEMPUS FUGIT

A voice says, ‘Call out.’ Then he answered, ‘What shall I call out?’

All flesh is grass, and all its lovingkindness is like the flower of the field. The grass withers, the flower fades, When the breath of Yahweh blows upon it; Surely the people are grass. The grass withers, the flower fades, But the word of our God stands forever.

Isaiah 40:6-8

When my first grandchild was born I realized that he would never know my father since he died before my grandson was born. My father was a VIP to me. He not only loved me and cared for me, but most importantly he shared the gospel with me. But he would only be a picture and a story to my grandchildren and beyond. Likewise, if the Lord does not return, in a few generations I will only be a picture and a story. When and if future generations see my picture, what will that story be?

The reality of mortality in this life draws ever clearer. The urgency to emphasize to family the importance of being prepared for their own mortality presses harder, since not all bear witness of faith in Jesus. I want as many generations as possible to know how the Lord has blessed me. I want them to know that I have taken Him seriously and sought to walk in His ways. I want them to know that the Bible was important to me. I want them to know that I trusted Him in all circumstances. I want them to know I was a true Christian.

Will that story go with my picture? I have work to do on it.

What story will go with your picture?

Jeffrey Eno