Short Timers

“Lord, remind me how brief my time on earth will be. Remind me that my days are numbered— how fleeting my life is.” Ps 39:4, NLT

Typically, we avoid this level of scrutiny.  Life is best enjoyed in a relative ignorance, and we certainly do not welcome the knowledge that life is limited.  We are like people with a bunch of credit cards, and we impulsively  buy whatever we want.

But, do we really want to be reminded?  Our time is brief.  Fleeting.  But the psalmist values the reminder… life has been scrutinized, and counted out.  We only have a finite number of days [they are counted out] and then we must say ‘good-bye’.

I am convinced that we are to be settled on our ‘finiteness’.  We are not immortal, nor are we perpetual.  Things wind down, and soon they will lay us embalmed and in a casket, and a memorial service will be held in our memory.  This will be, more or less, the end of us.  But we will go on.

Are you able to handle this, the truth?  Your life will end, and there is nothing you can do about it.  Let it unfold, and take its lumps.  You really do not have a choice.  There is a limit to our living on this terrestrial ball.  We can make no further advance here.  It is finished.

The verse speaks of an eagerness to know one’s limits.  Tell me, remind me, how short it all is.  I want you to tell me, where the end is, so I can live my life in a response to the truth.  I want to respond to reality, whatever that may be.

We must accept, purposefully, the end of it all.  We can not deceive ourselves.  We welcome the intrusion of a finish line. Let us live, men and women, in a full understanding of our limits.  Let us walk in the fear of our God.

“Life, lovely while it lasts, is soon over.
Life as we know it, precious and beautiful, ends.
The body is put back in the same ground it came from.
The spirit returns to God, who first breathed it.”

Ecclesiastes 12:6-7, The Message Bible 

Just One Step Ahead

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“Life here feels like you were just left off here one day, with no instruction manual, and no idea of what you were supposed to do; how to fit in; how to find a day’s relief from the anxiety, how to keep your beloved alive; how to stay one step ahead of abyss.”

Anne Lamott

The reality is this: so much happens that we’re not in control of. Many deluded souls think they have it by the handle; that they have it figured out. But not me. They say that some circus performers are routinely automatic when walking the tightrope. All though I can recognize the skill, I am terribly afraid of heights.

Life comes at us so fast, racing at us relentlessly. And it is never linear or methodical, there are bumps and curves that must be navigated.

I believe that the Bible– God’s very word, has impressive, supernatural power. It guides me when all other ‘influences’ fail and falter.

“Your word is a lamp to guide my feet
    and a light for my path.”

Psalm 119:105

I live for, and love, the guidance He gives. There is so much adventure to it all. To be in harmony with  Him (and His Will) is a wonderful thing. I don’t pretend that I’m walking alone. A solitary mouse moving through the intricate maze. Rather, I seek the direction of the One who is my Companion. (He knows the way.) And He loves me!

“Who is that coming up from the wilderness,
    leaning on her beloved?”

Song of Solomon 8:5

He is with you in this wilderness.

Being mentally disabled isn’t easy, but who says it should be? Whatever wilderness we find ourselves in is punctuated by His presence. He is there, and He can be leaned on. There are no quick fixes; there is only His strong presence. He is with you in this wilderness.

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