Death is being talked about a lot today. How many are dying of COVID-19, how many will die. No, someone says, the numbers are too high. No, someone else says, they are too low.
Wash your hands, don’t touch your face, wear a mask. Ok, got it!
It is our responsibility to be diligent so that we don’t expose ourselves or others to this beast. But, I hope not in fear. Because …
Death is stalking us all. He is closer to me today than he was yesterday.
There was a time in my life (before COVID-19 and the Murder Hornets) when his faint footsteps behind me terrified me. So, I dismissed the thoughts of my own mortality. Filled my life and thoughts with pain deadening actions and remedies and numbed whatever came to mind.
Then Jesus found me and made me His own. My song became: “O death, where is your victory? O death, where is your sting?”
I have no idea how long it will take death to catch me. It won’t be in his timing or I would have long ago been taken. But, he is under the timing of the crucified risen Savior. Death can stalk me all he wants. Jesus sets the time for my departure.
Death will be my last enemy and yet he will be my servant who opens the gate for me to eternal life with Jesus – face to face.
Blessed beyond words!