Today we went to the viewing of an older lady from our church who had died. Her children, grandchildren and great grandchildren were there. Lots of people who had known her came. Young people, middle aged, old people.
As I was walking back out to the car my shoes were making a clipping on the pavement. I realized that with every step I was getting closer to the car.
I thought about how our lives are like that. Every step we take... every new person we meet... every decision we make... every place we go... every word we say.... it's all one step closer to where we're going.
No one can stand still. Life moves on and we move with it.
I know where I'm going. I'm going to where my Lord has already prepared a place for me. I'm going Home.
But I'm not there yet. The path by which I will get there has already been decided but I have yet to find out about it. I still have places to go... people to meet... work to do. Will I make a difference in someone's life? Will someone be changed because they knew me? Will I do as Jesus commanded and tell all nations about the life that He freely offers? When it's my turn to lie in the coffin, will people come and say, "I found the truth because of her?"
My path is unclear but my destination is settled.
Where are you going?
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