Psalm 90:12 - So teach us to number our days that we may get a heart of wisdom.
The whole concept of numbering my days has taken on a new meaning with a new medical diagnosis. Thinking of death (a lot), fear grabs heart much like David expresses in:
Psalm 55:4 - 6 My heart is in anguish within me; the terrors of death have fallen upon me. Fear and trembling come upon me, and horror overwhelms me. And I say, "Oh, that I had wings like a dove! I would fly away and be at rest"
Yet scripture teaches wisdom lay in counting our time on earth and residing in a house of sorrow rather than pleasure. We as people push aside thoughts of death for the only life known has been one of human flesh. We run to scripture teaching us not to fear death for Christ Jesus the Lord has overcome death and its' sting.
Fear still remains. Why? Not saved or perhaps not appreciating fully all waiting and the promises of no more tears, pain, suffering or sorrow? Speaking for myself, it seems to arise from not drinking of the heavenly deeply enough on a daily basis. It remains words on a page rather than assurance of heart and reality of experience.
So how do I go from terror to delight? Daily:
Christ is Lord of all, the living and dead. Recall often thanking Him continually for passing from death to life by His work on the cross and resurrection. My substitute, the Son of God taking the Father's righteous and just wrath in place of me, a sinner. To make a way to God through His blood and removing deserved eternal separation. Now embraced in unmerited grace, mercy, and love freely lavished upon me in Christ Jesus.
Ecc. 7:2 - It is better to go to the house of mourning than to go to the house of feasting, for this is the end of all mankind, and the living will lay it to heart.
Be Still and Know - Steven Curtis Chapman
This has been a difficult season for my family. To date, four people who I have known, one related by blood, two by marriage and one a long-time family friend, have passed away this year. At this time, my husband has three cousins battling cancer and his father is as well. Just a couple of hours ago we learned that his cousin in Florida whom we flew to visit a little over a week ago is now confined to a hospital bed at home and is in 24 hour hospice. My son's life is falling apart and there are two tiny children (ages 1 and not quite 3) involved. My mother's health is declining and yes, it is a very difficult season. I so needed to read this blog. Truly Jesus Christ is not only the Lord of the living; He is also the resurrection and the life!
Speaking for myself, it seems to arise from not drinking of the heavenly deeply enough on a daily basis. It remains words on a page rather than assurance of heart and reality of experience.
You speak for everyone here. Not just you.