Lord, you are everlasting. The span
of my life, long or short as it may stretch ahead of me today, is brief, a mere
candle flame burning to the edge of the taper, when compared with the vastness
of creation and the eternal quality of your divine life. My life is temporal.
Regardless of when the end of my time comes, the end is always close to me. The
end troubles me. The sense and awareness of the eternal quality of your divine
life gives me some assurance and peace. In quiet moments, I ponder the seasons
of my life, its progress and its steps backward, its dramatic changes or its
slow but persistent change over time. I see mysteries around me. I ask your
help to look and listen to your creation. I am uncertain of what the end of my
life will bring. Yet, when I look to your Word, your Son, and his life, death,
and resurrection, I approach my end with hope. Is death really a birth into a
fuller life than I can imagine here? I trust your Word. Such trust will lead to
life on earth with greater readiness to follow where your Spirit leads me.
Amen.
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