No one is guaranteed tomorrow. It is arrogant of me to say that tomorrow I will do this or that or go here or there. No one knows what tomorrow will bring.
What is my life?
It is a vapor, a mist, a fleeting mark on humanity. My life is another birth certificate in a massive filing cabinet among thousands, millions and billions of people who have walked Earth. The rich. The poor. The famous. The outcast. Me.
In my self-centered arrogance I plan my schedule. I plan events for tomorrow, next week, the month and new years. Is it wrong to plan things for the future? Of course not- that was not the point James was presenting when he wrote the above encouragement. Instead of planning my life as if everything is certain, I must constantly redirect my focus to God and His sovereign plan.
Tomorrow might not exist for me.
And today, well, is my twenty-third birthday.
The years pass so quickly. They are gone before you realize it. Before you realize that you should have loved more, cared more, spent more, traveled more, spent less, been angry less, cleaned less. Laughed more with the people you love. Taken the time to watch sunsets. Worshipped God more. Served God more.
Sacrificed more for the gospel.
Life IS a vapor, here today and gone tomorrow. Yet, I have been given God's grace. Grace that compels me to share that grace with a world lost in hopelessness. There is no purpose for my life other than that. So this next year is going to be more focused on my passion for making God known to all people. I am tired of sitting back and doing nothing, or not enough, or too little. I am scared to death and more alive than ever at the same time!
Happy Birthday to me! Thank You, God, for every breath and each new day. May I make You known to all peoples, near and far. May I have more of You. At the end of the day, that is all I want, more, more, MORE of Jesus.
For You ARE life.