Life is fleeting.  Passing quickly.  We have heard that idea all our lives but certainly, the more years that pass, the more we appreciate just how quickly they do so.  As well, life is uncertain.  Something else we know in our heads, but often do not appreciate in our hearts until tragedy happens – an unexpected death or death of a child – and we are reminded just how fragile life is.  Kobe Bryant’s daughter was the same age as my sweet Tyler when he died.  Not only does my heart hurt for her mother, and her family, but my own grief has been stirred and rekindled.

When this happens, I have to remember and rehearse the promises that were true, and that supported me, in the months after Tyler’s death.  They are still true.  Still able to comfort.  To instruct and to encourage me.  I am forever grateful for mercies that are new every morning.  Not only freshly given but unique and purposeful for whatever each day might hold.

Life is fleeting.  Life is fragile.  But – just as true – life is purpose-filled.  A life need not be long (what even defines long?) or include a certain amount of years in order to have an impact, significance or to fulfill its purpose.  Of this I am sure!  Tyler’s thirteen years impacted many.  In the same way, I pray God will continue to use my days – however long or short they might be – for His purpose and design.

Ephesians 2:10 “For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus unto good works, which God hath before ordained that we should walk in them.”

These are some five-minute thoughts coming from today’s prompt as well as recent current events.

9 thoughts on “Life

  1. I wish I could give you a hug. I pray that God continues to wrap you and your family in His love, comfort as you grieve. Thank you for sharing your heart with us.

    1. Aw, thanks Jolene! So sweet…and I will embrace your cyber hug! I appreciate your kind comment. And your prayers!

  2. I’m sorry for the grief this has brought back. Praying that you know God’s presence and peace. Knowing that life is fleeting is a good reminder to make the most of it and to seek to fulfil the purpose God has for us.

  3. I am a traditional Asian man, and NOT a hugger. Nonetheless, Jennifer, you get one. I am so sorry for the reminder of your loss.

    Yes, I know that life is fleeting;
    I’m reminded every day,
    but, ahead, there is the greeting
    from the God who is The Way.
    Cancer makes every hour
    miserable, to say the least,
    and I wait to be devoured
    by this cruel and raging beast.
    Its teeth, however, cannot tear
    the soul which is vouchsafed to Christ.
    It dines upon the empty air
    because of what He sacrificed.
    I am safe, and I am fine;
    I am His, and He is mine.

    1. Well, I’m definitely not a hugger either – but cyber hugs for the win!! Thanks so much, Andrew. I pray you are having a good week!!

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