...FOR
THE FORM OF THIS WORLD IS PASSING AWAY
(1Co
7:31)
(Gen
5:27) So all the days of Methuselah were nine hundred and sixty-nine
years, and he died.
Can
you even begin to imagine what life would be like if you were over
nine-hundred years old? My guess is that you might be a bit cranky
in disposition. Perhaps you would carry a distinctive odor. [Ya
Think?] Both of my grand fathers were in their 70's when they died.
I recall from early childhood the peculiar scent both carried. I
don't mean to be crude, but they smelled fermented. One can only
guess how aromatic Adam or Noah were in their final years.
After
the great flood, God began to reduce the length of man's life. Man
continued to be very troubling and consumed in himself. By the time
that Moses led the Israelites by the hand out of Egypt, Our Father
reduced our years on earth to about 120, then further reduced them; (Gen
6:3)
(Psa
90:10) As for the days of our life, they contain seventy years, Or if
due to strength, eighty years, Yet their pride is but labor and
sorrow; For soon it is gone and we fly away.
Our
piddly little 70 or 80 years wearing this flesh is nothing when
compared to eternity. It is a blink, a flash of lightning. Yet, we
whine and complain and grumble and fret and connive, viewing this
short life through the lens called “What About Me?” We seem to
think that we are God's gift to OURSELVES. How laughable. How sad.
(Jas
1:9-11) But the brother of humble circumstances is to glory in his
high position; and the rich man is to glory in his humiliation,
because like flowering grass he will pass away. For the sun rises
with a scorching wind and withers the grass; and its flower falls off
and the beauty of its appearance is destroyed; so too the rich man in
the midst of his pursuits will fade away.
(Jas
4:14) Yet you do not know what your life will be like tomorrow. You
are just a vapor that appears for a little while and then vanishes
away.
(1Jn
2:17) The world is passing away, and also its lusts; but the one who
does the will of God lives forever.
So
much of my life was wasted, chasing the lusts of Satan, and the vices
of this corrupt world. What about you? Your END-OF-LIFE alarm is sounding. Do you
hear it?
(Psa
39:4) "LORD, make me to know my end And what is the extent of my
days; Let me know how transient I am.
(1Th
5:3-6) While they are saying, "Peace and safety!" then
destruction will come upon them suddenly like labor pains upon a
woman with child, and they will not escape. But you, brethren, are
not in darkness, that the day would overtake you like a thief; for
you are all sons of light and sons of day. We are not of night nor of
darkness; so then let us not sleep as others do, but let us be alert
and sober.
Last night I sat with and watched the
very last earthly breath of a Brother-in-Arms and he died. He gave
up his earthly tent to immediately be carried to the presence of He
who made him, Almighty God, Christ Jesus, our Lord.
If this night becomes your very last
night on this earth, in body that you wear, where will you be
carried? Time is short. Make a decision. Say YES to the LORD, YES
to Christ, Amen and Amen.
HAVE
YOU READ YOUR BIBLE TODAY?
ARE
YOU SAVED?
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