This subject of Time; what a mystery.
Our congregation and our community at large just laid to rest a dear saint of over eighty years of age. We saw her departure, her "promotion" as it were, at hand long before it happened. In the moments of caring and comfort for the family in the death of their loved one, and in preparation for the memorial and funeral service, I could not help but recall and reflect on this concept of how time flys.
The time that this dear lady spent on earth was not in vain. Although time indeed flys, she used much of it to bear witness to Christ; to her family, friends, and community. This was validated in a powerful way by God-honoring remarks made by those who knew her. People who attended her services were purposefully reminded that time, on this earth at least, is indeed fleeting, and that we can not wait to decide for Christ in our later years, foolishly thinking that somehow we will have that opportunity later in the nick of time. Remarkable, is it not, that eternity, the longest span of time, is defined by a decision that we will or will not make in a moment of time? We dare not continue missing the opportunities to decide for Christ; to submit our lives to him, serve Him, and love Him.
At the conclusion of a sermon message this past Sunday, it was our joy to receive a young man into the Body of Christ, as he had made his decision for Christ, not wasting any more time. Taking the time himself, his remarks to me after the service were these: "For some reason today, the words of the message made sense to me this time."
Behold, now is the acceptable time; behold, now is the day of salvation! (II Corinthians 6:2b)
Time is simply too short to waste, even if we do have those eighty or more years.