August 15
Apart from the Lord, no one has the assurance of tomorrow. Apart from the Lord, none of us can be sure of even our next breath. Life is tenuous at best. The news is replete with the stories of soldiers killed by roadside bombs, of young students being taken by tragic accidents, of living, breathing souls meeting our Maker suddenly, unexpectedly.
The tragedy of loss is one that has been borne by all humankind. There is hardly a person on the planet who has not, through his own experience or vicariously through the experience of someone close to him, felt the anguish of the shadow of death as it fell across a loved one.
The inevitability of our ultimate demise is one we confront unwillingly. We endeavor to fill our lives with pleasant things—the joy of relationship, the pride of achievement, the confidence of power, the exhilaration of victory—but even these things cannot completely assuage our dread of the unknown tragedy that may await our next step.
The Lord’s half-brother, who, after years of living in the same home, knew Jesus better than all others who wrote about Him said, “You should say, ‘If it is the Lord’s will, we live and do this or that,’” James 4:15. The brother who loved Him, believed Him, understood Him, knew better than to presume anything of Him, but trusted Him in all things.
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