Easter approaches and it comes with the significance of The Substitution made for us and our debt paid for us.
And today, the words like “we’re all terminal”, “we don’t get what we deserve” and “live each day as if it were your last” float around in my head.
I’ve lived half of my life, two-thirds of my life, three-quarters of my life-most of my life? Only God knows- I trust his timing is perfect.
I found myself thinking of those who’ve left this earth before me. Some much too soon, some lingered long. Some were a joy to be around, some were a joy to be away from. Some I never knew.
Confronting my age makes me more and more aware of the shortness of time we are all given. We are the grass that springs up, lives for a day and then withers back to the dust we came from to fertilize the next generation with what we received during that day. The impact most lives leave to others is fleeting for the most part- our sphere of influence is small and makes the biggest impression on those closest to us.
I feel like my life- the majority of it anyway- has been spent on trying to prove myself worthy, steadfast, faithful, or of some value all the while struggling to understand who on earth I am – on earth.
Out of step, out of place, out of time, uncomfortable in my own skin.
How then do I use this to fertilize and nurture and feed the next generation with what it will need to flourish?
I don’t.
Not with only me in my skin. But when I let the Living God Most High replace me with His Holy Spirit living in me I have all I need to give to the next generation.
And this is what that generation will need to flourish:
Breathe deep the Breath of God. Drink deeply of His Living Water. Bask fully in the Light of His Everlasting Word and sink your roots down into His Will to hold you where He wants you.
Then will my life have meaning for another.
When I show them God- no matter how long or short my day.
Let my teaching fall like rain and my words descend like dew, like showers on new grass, like abundant rain on tender plants. Deuteronomy 32:2
For you have been born again, not of perishable seed, but of imperishable, through the living and enduring word of God. For, “All people are like grass, and all their glory is like the flowers of the field; the grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of the Lord endures forever.” 1 Peter 1:23-25