i was driving through the city today
and went by the intersection of riverside and baseline roads.
planted into the earth at that intersection, i saw a wooden cross
adorned with flowered wreaths.
whose life did that cross represent? whose place did it mark?
it clearly enshrined the place where someone died . . . someone who was loved.
it marked the place on earth where someone's days on earth were left behind.
it marked the place where, with one last breath, a soul entered into eternity.
i'm sure they had no idea, when they got out of bed that morning that "today" would be their last day on earth.
it just was.
it was the day of their appointment with death.
just as God's word says . . . every human being has an appointed day to die.
(hebrews 9:27)
there is no "fairness" in death. we cannot package it up and define it.
life truly is a vapour . . . that appears for awhile and then vanishes away.
(james 4:14)
i want to live each day saying, "if the Lord wills, i shall live and do this or that."
(james 4:15)
the Lord gives, and the Lord takes away.
blessed be His name forever . . . for eternity.
