• Quite frequently a dear, young friend who is very concerned about my health comes to my office to visit me. Each time we meet he "reviews" my work schedule and responsibilities in great detail. He wants to know what time I get to work and what time I leave; what I did on each Saturday and Sunday since we last talked. He wants to know the last time I preached at a church, where it was and how long it took me to drive to and from it. His questions are not meant to be invasive or abusive. He is concerned about my health and wants to know whether or not I am taking proper care of myself.
• After we conclude his lengthy interrogation, he looks at me and makes the same statements every time we visit: "You're working too hard. You're working too much. You need to go on a vacation or you will kill yourself. Why do you work so hard? Do you want to die?"
• Each time we have this discussion I give him the same answer: "Dear friend, I am going to die. But I do not know when. So, I want to get as much done for the Lord as I possibly can. But I promise I will care for myself."
• And then I remind him of Psalm 103:15-16: "As for man, his days are like grass, he flourishes like a flower of the field; the wind blows over it and it is gone, and its place remembers it no more."
• Our days may be few or they may be many. But one thing is for certain: We have fewer days to serve Him after today than we did yesterday. We must make each one count for our Lord.
• Prayer: Help us Lord, to realize the importance of each day knowing that we have no assurance of tomorrow. In Jesus' Name, Amen.
• Scripture for Today: Psalm 103:15-16 The life of mortals is like grass, they flourish like a flower of the field; the wind blows over it and it is gone, and its place remembers it no more.