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A Cup of Comfort Devotional for Mothers and Daughters (Adams Media, 2009)
Chicken Soup: What I Learned from the Dog (2009)
Love is a Flame (Bethany House, 2010)
Extraordinary answers to Prayer (Guideposts, 2010)
Love is a Verb (Bethany House, 2011)
Big Dreams from Small Spaces (Group Publishing, 2012)

Monday, June 11, 2012

Is This My Last Accomplishment?

"Who then is the faithful and wise servant, whom the master has put in charge of the servants in his household to give them their food at the proper time?" (Matt. 25: 45)

The other day, Bruce and I were driving back to Estes from South Denver. It's a long drive and we talked about lots of delightful things. But then we got to discussing how both of us have been in situations where we could have died or been seriously injured, either while driving or just doing household projects.
Bruce mentioned the day that he had climbed into our attic to work on some electric wiring and almost got himself electrocuted.
I remembered the day we skidded on ice in our jeep and almost collided -- at sixty miles an hour --with a pickup truck.
God had definitely intervened, we concluded, to have spared our lives those times.

That got me to thinking.
What if, the next time I'm driving somewhere, or Bruce is doing another do-it-yourself household project, catastrophe strikes?
And God doesn't intervene.
Because it's my time, or Bruce's time to go home.

Sounds kind of gloomy, doesn't it?

But it doesn't have to be.
After all, going home to be with the Lord in heaven is a good thing. Right?
I mean, there will come a time for all of us.
I hope it's later, not sooner.
But there are no guarantees.

These kinds of conversations --about why God sometimes intervenes or doesn't --
remind me that every errand I run, every project I complete (or don't complete), every trip I take, every article I write, every phone conversation. . .
may be my last accomplishment.

I sure hope my daily activities all bring honor to God.
I hope the last thing I accomplish isn't gossiping about my neighbor. Or thinking mean, unforgiving thoughts.

I hope, just like the wise servant in Jesus's parable, that I'm prepared and doing good and valuable things when the Bridegroom suddenly appears to take me home.

"The master of that servant will come on a day when he does not expect him and at an hour he is not aware of."( Matt. 25: 50 NIV Bible)


  1. It is good to be ready for God's plan to be completed for each of us on this planet. I have always wondered why people would spend so much time in prayer in an attempt to stall the earth ending process. There is an old bromide that says, "Everybody wants to go to heaven but nobody wants to die." I don't remember having a choice to being born and I suspect the same will be true when it comes time to die. I just trust that my savior has it all planned out with bells and whistles or a quiet whimper. Who knows?

  2. Clark, I really appreciate your thoughts, especially from one who's been on this planet much longer than I have!I've always said that I want to go with my boots on, in the thick of action. But who knows?