Where are you going?
Why cross a bridge,
whose destiny you do not know?
“And he trembling and astonished said,
Lord what wilt thou have me to do?” —Acts 9:6
Lord what wilt thou have me to do?” —Acts 9:6
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ife is a journey and as any journey there is an end. Even as children we know this; we sense that life is temporary even before we can put words to our thoughts. Just as every day ends and is followed by night, and then, followed in turn by another morning, so we sense instinctively that life must end, and then, must begin again in some glorious fashion, must begin again with the brilliant colors of an eternal dawn. It is merely how things work and nothing more.
As we grow older, though, we sometimes lay aside what we knew in childhood. There are many reasons. It may be because we become too preoccupied with making a living that we forget how to live. Or, it may be that we no longer trust any semblance of a child-like innocence. We are grown up and we are no longer foolish children. Or, so we think. There are many reasons, but none of them reasonable.
Perhaps, we are no longer foolish children, but that does not mean, however, that we have not become foolish adults. Indeed, any of us who believe that we hold in our hands the very answer to life make fools out of ourselves. Any of us who believe that wealth, prestige, or learned wisdom afford the answer to life really do not understand life. At least, the child knows that he does not know. We, on the other hand, congratulate ourselves and think we know something when we do not.
Clearly, because a man is wealthy does not mean he lives longer or better. Admittedly, life can be exceeding harsh without money, but money will not add a single day to our life. We cannot bribe Death, nor can we impress God with our achievements. We spend our life rather than live our life.
If we live long enough to be wise, though— long enough to see the world again with the eyes of a child, if we live long enough to be wise once more— we must walk daily with our God, knowing that the Lord is a very present help in times of trouble.
Oh God, hear my prayer and may my faith be in Thee, now and in the hour of my death.
May my faith be in Thee and not in my own hand— Amen.
May my faith be in Thee and not in my own hand— Amen.
“And said, Verily I say unto you,
Except ye be converted, and become as little children,
ye shall not enter into the kingdom of heaven.” —Matthew 18:2, 3
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