A couple of weeks ago I, and some other church leaders, prayed for a lady who has a brain tumor. We prayed our first desire, for her physical healing, but we also prayed the humble prayer of Jesus in Gethsemane, “not my will but yours be done.”
It’s coming for us all, this end. We’re more frail than we think and more fragile than we ever imagined. We will each have this conversation at the end of the hallway. No one is exempt. Our days our limited. And the conversation awaits us. There’s no where to turn, only one end. Don’t let this create despair. Let it create motivation. Care not for the frivolous and live today – enjoy the life you’ve been given.