A strong man died Thursday night. A man who influenced so many young people. He wasn't afraid to preach the Gospel with boldness. He lived out the Gospel through his actions. He wasn't afraid to humble himself in front of a group of college students and share his weaknesses. He knew that through his weaknesses, God made him strong. This man was the youth pastor at my church. He and his baby boy died Thursday in a house fire. What a tragedy.
It leaves me wondering what I am supposed to be doing now. How do I know how much time I have here on this earth? What do I want to be doing with that time? How do I know when the last time I talk to somebody will be? Have I left anything unsaid? If I were to die soon, would I have been able to die saying that my task is complete? What can I do right now to further the Kingdom of God? So many questions run through my brain...
So often my life is characterized by my own selfishness. Me planning what classes I'm going to take, where I'm going to live, what I'll do after college, who I'll marry, etc. Me worrying about homework coming up or performances. But how much of my life is spent praying to my Love, my Lord, my Savior? How much of my life is spent caring for those who are hurting? How much of my life is spent sharing the Gospel? How do I balance doing all the school stuff and also living the life I want to live spiritually? More questions...
Lord I only want to seek you. Lord teach me to number my days. My life is but a breath, and I want to praise you.
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