One Breath . . .

 

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You have made my life no longer than the width of my hand.  My entire lifetime is just a moment to you; at best, each of us is but a breath. 

 

We are merely moving shadows, and all our busy rushing ends in nothing.  We heap up wealth, not knowing who will spend it.  And so Lord, where do I put my hope?  My only hope is in You.                          Psalm 39:5-7

 

We are merely moving shadows and all our busy rushing ends in nothing . . .  We leave work early to get Charley to soccer practice.  We pick up Sarah from dance lessons and hurry home to throw in a load of laundry, grab a bite to eat and rush off to the next thing on our calendar before we fall into bed.  Only to do the same thing all over again the following day.

 

At the end . . . does all this dashing about really accomplish anything?

 

I’m reminded of how fragile life can be and how easily I forget that it is so.  I get glimpses - reminders of my eternal destination but they are all too quickly swallowed in the temporal of the here and now.   The crazy. The busy.  The hectic.

 

Where does this insatiable need to fill my life with activity come from?  Why do I consistently choose the transitory over the everlasting?

 

I crave more of Him and less of this madness.  I hunger for solace and peace in the chaotic mess of my life.  Life is but a breath . . .  a blink of the eye . . . a snap of the fingers and it’s gone!  Will it matter that I have lived?  Will my life make a difference?

 

Lord, remove the blinders that keep me from seeing life from Your eternal perspective.  Teach me to look beyond my circumstances - to see eternity in every day.  Give me eyes to see, ears to hear and a heart that is willing to let you lead.  Make my one breath count!  Amen.