Trust in the moment
Sometimes - like yesterday when I tried to explain to my children that the next solar eclipse won't be until they are adults - I am reminded powerfully of the transitory nature of life. We are born and we die and we seek meaning in the shadow of the awareness of our inevitable coming demise. Then I begin to wonder why it should be this way, or, perhaps more accurately, I wonder why I should care. Why does death seem like such an enemy? The answer Scripture gives is that we were made not for death, but for eternal life with God. In light of the gospel, my confidence of the future resurrection and life with Christ gives me a certain hope that my own death will only be a transition to a richer life with Christ, but that knowledge doesn't automatically infuse my days with purpose. When I look at my children I see that they are carefree. Death seems a long way away - even tomorrow seems a long time away. Each moment is all that matters. It reminds ...