November 4th, 2014

In a bbm conversation today, I used a word that I don’t remember using in a long time: “Embalmed”.

To be “embalmed” is something that happens post-mortem, to prepare the body of a dead person for burial. Death. Dead. Died. I’ve used those three words a number of times today and never before have they held such meaning or meant so much.

Someone died today. Not a violent kind of death but a shocking, unfathomable, mind-blowing, out-of-nowhere, was-alive-and-functioning-minutes-ago, is-going-to-be-okay, how-did-this-happen, this-is-crazy, unexpected kind of death. No prior warning. Nothing.

Never have the following bible verses meant so much to me or seemed so real:

“Indeed, You have made my days as handbreadths, And my age is nothing before You;
Certainly every man at his best state is but vapor.   (Selah)
Surely every man walks about like a shadow;
Surely they busy themselves in vain;
He heaps up riches,
And does not know who will gather them.”- Psalm 39:5-6 NKJV

“And He said to them, “Take heed and beware of covetousness, for one’s life does not consist in the abundance of the things he possesses.”- Luke 12:15 NKJV

I laid down and listened to Lecrae’s ‘Don’t Waste Your Life’. The song from start to finish is all levels of profound and every single word strikes a chord that echoes with depth and meaning. A part of the song goes:

“Your life aint wrapped up in what you drive,
The clothes you wear, the job you work,
The color of your skin, nah you’re christian first (-but are you?)
People get to living for a job,
Make a little money start living for a car,
Get ’em a wife, house, kids and a dog
Then they retire they’re living high on the hog
But guess what? They didn’t ever really live it all
“To live is Christ”-and that’s Paul I recall
To die is gain so for Christ we give it all
He’s the treasure you’ll never find in a mall
See, your money, your singleness, marriage, talents, your time,
They were loaned to you to show the world that Christ is divine…”

I’m on page 93 of a book by Ted Dekker called ‘The Slumber Of Christianity’. It’s been an amazing read so far. Sums up the pointlessness of the pursuit of happiness in a world where nothing is ever enough. Not a new phone, a new house, a new job, a new career, a new car, a new relationship, a new baby, a fat bank account or a vacation island. Nothing. Don’t get me wrong, these things can keep you happy and excited for a while, a really long while even but eventually the pursuit begins again for the next best thing, for more happiness.  The question then is “What really matters?”

I mean you die and leave everything behind. Every single thing. Your body doesn’t even go with you. Because it’s a mere container, you leave it behind. All you really have is your soul.

So then what really matters? Think about it. I’ll end with this apt quote I saw on a friend’s display picture yesterday:

“Our greatest fear shouldn’t be of failure but of succeeding at things that don’t really matter”- Francis Chan

-Thanks for stopping by.