My day began running a “must do” errand. It was very early and the temperature was two degrees above zero. This was one of those daybreak moments when you would prefer to roll over, sleep in and overlook the morning’s frigid conditions.
As I was driving you could see exhaust fumes coming from yet to be warmed up car engines, steam released from underground pores swirling in the early morning breeze, together with long white contrails crisscrossing the now bluish sky from planes heading to far off destinations. At various bus stops commuters were bundled up with their breath turning white and frozen. But these vapors are temporary; they disappear quickly and soon will be forgotten like rising smoke.
“For my days vanish like smoke;
my bones burn like glowing embers.”
On the scale of time our earthy visit is but a vapor, a wisp of insignificant consequence, except for the promise of Jesus Christ on the cross at Calvary. Without this pardon there would be no tomorrow, no future and no hope for the eternal existence. Life would be no more than a strand in the braid of yesterdays and death would be the beginning of endless despair. Nothing to look forward to, everything would just end. Just the thought gives me the shivers.
But God’s Word gives us the assurance of endlessness with Him. Be a part of the moment as Jesus speaks to the disciples,
“Do not let your hearts be troubled.
Trust in God, trust also in me.
In my father’s house are many rooms;
if it were not so, I would have told you.
I am going there to prepare a place for you.”
Now that’s something.