I am not like the others, not doomed to the same moot existence that plagues the animals, yet I share the same flesh and bones as them. The same fragile body, that which came from the earth and shall soon return to it. Am I without purpose?
I am human, and while I sit here and think, I bath in my own thoughts. Feeling the aches and pains of my illnesses and ageing body, I can't shake the feeling that I am still somehow missing the point.
A great lion lays in the summer sun, tanning his fantastic shell of a body. That which is covered by a beautiful mane of hair and a proud strong stance. He is the king of his domain, and a master of survival. But this is only for a moment, as his life blinks into existence, so does it snuff out again. The same is true of my life. Are we not just a moment in time? Through the bibles perspective I will live no more than 120 years.
And the Lord said, "My Spirit will not strive (abide) with man forever, for he is indeed flesh; yet his days shall be one hundred and twenty years."
(Genesis 6:3)NKJV
And so, as I sit here for the smallest fraction of time. Like a speck of dust on a quarter that has been tossed, spinning towards that donation jar called life. I ask myself, am I right with God? If even for only a moment! I have been given this life, a chance to make my own choices, and the free will to return to God through the Lord Jesus Christ.
I know now that I am nothing without God...
Yet I know nothing about God...
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