There are no guarantees. We live from day to day as if there were, but who’s to say we will be here tomorrow?
Returning back to work after my vacation, I learned the sad news that the wife of a coworker had died suddenly, unexpectedly from a brain aneurism. She was here last Friday, living her daily routine, expecting to be here today.....…but she’s not. Today is her memorial service.
There are no guarantees.
The thought that each moment is a precious gift has been magnified today.
This moment........…how will I spend this moment?
How do I make it count?
Will I make it count?
Please Lord, help me to make it count.
"Now listen, you who say, 'Today or tomorrow we will go to this or that city, spend a year there, carry on business and make money.' Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes. Instead, you ought to say, 'If it is the Lord's will, we will live and do this or that." ~~James 3:13-15