Reminded of Time

When bad things happen, when tragedies occur…

Death Valley

Death Valley (Photo credit: Frank Kehren)

Shock and grief immobilize us. We don’t know what to think or say.

It seems so unfair and well….just wrong. Wrong that people have died, wrong that some were so young.

These times remind us. Remind us of things we’d rather not think about.

None of us…not one…are promised even another hour, much less, to live to an old age.

It sounds so harsh, to say something like that. No one likes to hear it…or think about it.

Most of us are so cavalier about our time. Precious time. Time we will never get back.

Live life, knowing. Knowing that this life too, will one day end.

What will your legacy be?

How do you want to be remembered?

13 Now listen, you who say, “Today or tomorrow we will go to this or that city, spend a year there, carry on business and make money.” 14 Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes. 15 Instead, you ought to say, “If it is the Lord’s will, we will live and do this or that.” James 4  NIV



A Servant’s Heart

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I’m teaching the Bible lessons for the 3rd-6th graders this week, at my church’s vacation bible school. Last night’s lesson was from the book of Mark, chapter 10. Even though I’ve grown up hearing these lessons, it just never gets old.

All the 5th and 6th graders eyes were on me… was quiet enough to hear a pin drop. (which was unusual for this age group!) I was talking about Jesus telling his disciples (close friends) that He was going to die. He was going to Jerusalem where he would be whipped, beaten, spit upon, cursed at, laughed at, mocked and finally nailed to a cross. One of the most gruesome types of executions of that day.

It’s not a pretty picture.

And yet….the men that Jesus was closest to, didn’t understand. The brothers, James and John, told Jesus that when He got to His kingdom, would it be possible for them to sit on either side of Him? They were thinking only of themselves, and the prestige of being near Jesus. The other disciples were perturbed with James and John, not for their insensitivity towards Jesus prediction of his death, but for trying to grab the best seats–they wanted those places too!

Jesus knew what was going to happen to him. He knew he was walking into a death trap. He knew that things were going to go down a bad path. People would turn on him. He would suffer. He would die.

But, He also knew that He would rise again…..conquer death and see victory.

He KNEW.The stakes were high. He could have cut and run. Baled. Left them. Left us. But He didn’t. His love for us was too great.

I said to the kids, “WHY would Jesus keep going to Jerusalem, when He knew He would be killed?” If it were me, I would have run far away, changed my identity, lived in witness protection. I couldn’t have faced it….the knowing.

Jesus knew the only way for us, as sinners of the worst degree, to be united with God was for Him to die in our place. To sacrifice Himself for us all.

My voice tightened, I could feel the emotion in my words.

I was humbled telling this story to a group of children. Humbled because I was reminded once again of Jesus’ servant’s heart. He made Himself lowly, so that one day we, the forgiven, could be raised up with Him.

Jesus said in Matthew  20: 25-28 that in order to be great one must serve others. Jesus was the perfect example of a servant’s heart towards others. He was fully God, and yet fully man. He gave the blind sight, healed people of life long diseases, caused the crippled to walk, and even raised the dead……and yet still preformed the lowly task of washing the dust from the feet of his friends.

Most days, instead of following Jesus example of servanthood, I find myself feeling better than. As much as I find James and John’s request for seating positions as selfish and full of pride, I have to admit that many days I AM James and John. Much to good. Don’t have the time. Want to be first in line. Impatient. Irritated. Thinking that it’s all about me.

And Jesus words echo… “be a servant”.