DEVOTION
ECCLESIASTES
JUST WAITING
Eccl 12:1-5
12:1
Remember your Creator in the days of your youth, before the days of
trouble come and the years approach when you will say, "I find no pleasure
in them"— 2 before the sun and the light and the moon and the stars grow
dark, and the clouds return after the rain; 3 when the keepers of the house
tremble, and the strong men stoop, when the grinders cease because they are
few, and those looking through the windows grow dim; 4 when the doors to the
street are closed and the sound of grinding fades; when men rise up at the
sound of birds, but all their songs grow faint; 5 when men are afraid of
heights and of dangers in the streets; when the almond tree blossoms and the
grasshopper drags himself along and desire no longer is stirred. Then man goes
to his eternal home and mourners go about the streets.
NIV
The Story of growing old and of the final breathe before death. Things
just work like they did on our youth. Hearing goes bad, eyesight fades, and it
even looks like Solomon was describing cataracts. How much of a daredevil we
were in our youth, not afraid of jumping out of an airplane, with a chute of
course, or driving at the speed of sound, in a manner of speaking. What didn’t
we want to try to do? But did we remember our creator in our youth? Not so much,
we just wanted to get going, experience life to its fullest. But age has a way
of creeping up, it is so sly, we don’t even notice it and then suddenly it is there and we are looking at an old person in the mirror. We could even
get like that grasshopper who drags himself along and our desire is no
longer stirred. We could just accept this age thing, quit work, and sit back
and wait for death. Then those who knew us, loved us, would gather for a night,
some taking a trip down the street to the grave site, and mourn for a moment,
but then go back and get on with life, maybe we might be just a memory. How sad
to think like that. Life is a precious gift from God, every day of life is his
gift to us, and he also gave himself for us, so we could continue on in eternal
life, our eternal home. But in the meantime, let us not allow age to dim our
sight, or hamper our hearing. Let us always see the Lord high and lifted up.
Let us always be able to hear his voice. Let us never stop grinding, stop
praising him, nor stop working both in the world and in his kingdom. Let us not
be afraid of the high places or the dangers in the streets, hiding in our homes
or our churches, just waiting to die. Let us get out there, living life large
and out loud, as if we were still in our youth. Death will come soon enough
even if we are not waiting for it, so why sit around like an old person and
wait, there are things to do, places to go and people to see. We cannot be
someone who is just waiting.
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