Saturday, July 18, 2009

The Days Are Short -- Our Sight Shouldn't Be!

I do want to point out, friends, that time is of the essence. There is no time to waste, so don't complicate your lives unnecessarily. Keep it simple —in marriage, grief, joy, whatever. Even in ordinary things—your daily routines of shopping, and so on. Deal as sparingly as possible with the things the world thrusts on you. This world as you see it is on its way out. (1 Corinthians 7:29-31, MSG)

Teach us to number our days aright, that we may gain a heart of wisdom. (Psalm 90:12, NIV)

Of all the people in the world, parents of children with special needs are most aware of the fragility of life. Seeing such young bodies and minds challenged with tests, procedures and treatments of every kind brings about the ever-present knowledge of life being here today and gone tomorrow. How we all grieve when a young life is cut short -- But really, couldn't any life be?

One of my favorite songs is by Chris Rice, entitled "Life Means So Much". His lyrics remind us we're each given an allotment of time to use, "Everyday is a bank account, And time is our currency, So no one’s rich, nobody’s poor, We get twenty-four hours each. So how are you gonna spend, Will you invest or squander..."

Too many people I see (including myself at times) worry about things that won't matter one bit a year from now. Families divide over who was or wasn't invited to the wedding, who got the painting from Grandma's estate, or whose house Thanksgiving dinner was hosted at. How we ruin the time we could have been loving on each other, laughing and building memories that last into the next generation! Each day is a gift to be cherished and treasured with its own possibilities. Things we take for granted can become delights we rejoice in -- birds singing, a crystal clear blue sky, a dumb joke.

When we're worn down by the exhaustion of money troubles, heavy decisions or medical traumas, it's easy to have our focus cast downward. How natural to be short-sighted when we barely know how we will make it through this day.

Nevertheless, the comfort and joy God intended for us will flood our lives if we commit to finding something good in each day. Finding the humor in people, with all their countless imperfections, helps us blow off the minutiae rather than finding ourselves constantly wounded. What if this day were the last for us, our children or our spouse? How would it be lived? Spend wisely!

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