All flesh is grass…
Two things in life have taught me that time is not as much time as it would seem. These two things? Being an intercessory missionary on the NightWatch (who is also in need of supporters, see Adopt-a-Missionary in the sidebar), and having a thirty minute lunch break at work.
The first teaches you that time is very fleeting, because when you are asleep until 2 in the afternoon, you have four hours max to get all your multifarious errands run before anything closes. That is why WalMart is such a haunt for NightWatch people in general. FITN, Student-staff, Part-Time, Full-time, doesn’t matter. To have the ability to go to work (which eats up all of your usable day hours) and still go grocery shopping for the week (at midnight-2AM) is simply… glorious. On the other hand, having such a short leash is very good for those of us who are, shall we say, less disciplined than others (much like myself). If you have anything you hoped to do with the day, you HAVE to get up when it is time to get up, because you only have a precious few hours before you have to start thinking about getting into the prayer room. Once you get out of the prayer room, you HAVE to go to bed pretty quickly to get some sleep so you can do it all again the next day.
The second thing is something more along the lines of basic practicality that just about anyone can relate to. I work retail… which should be enough to say that I don’t make much money, and I have a few, legally set breaks that I can take. The thirty minute lunch break is an amazing tool. It’s one of those things, that you clock out, go across the street to Wendy’s (or wherever…), eat a cold burger, some limp french fries, turn around and realize you have three minutes to clock back in again. If it wasn’t for the caffeine to be found in the coke you bought, you would probably be more exhausted coming of break then you were going to it.
What’s really motivating this post is a Bible verse (if you couldn’t tell from the title), specifically Isaiah 40. ” 4 Every valley shall be exalted
And every mountain and hill brought low;
The crooked places shall be made straight
And the rough places smooth;
5 The glory of the LORD shall be revealed,
And all flesh shall see it together;
For the mouth of the LORD has spoken.”
6 The voice said, “Cry out!”
And he[b] said, “What shall I cry?”
“ All flesh is grass,
And all its loveliness is like the flower of the field.
7 The grass withers, the flower fades,
Because the breath of the LORD blows upon it;
Surely the people are grass.
8 The grass withers, the flower fades,
But the word of our God stands forever.”” (NKJV)
While the context is a prophecy of Israel and the Millenium to come, verses 6-8 have really struck me recently. I’m realizing, “A half-hour is that short, and there is only 48 of them every day.” How easy is it to forget that time is fleeting, until we find that we have none of it. On the one hand, for me having a very firm schedule that I only kind of set (job AND prayer room commitments) is very good, because it means I don’t have enough time to get in trouble… life is keeping me focused so I don’t get to lose my focus. On the other hand, it means I’m a relatively busy person much of the time. Finally, I am starting to get to the point that I appreciate the days I have and remember to thank God for them every now and again. Not that it is a main point of Christian service to be grateful for the time we spend on our televisions, rather, it is a valid outpouring of gratitude to God. If we have so great a debt that we could never repay it (the one that Jesus died for), then it would seem appropriate to thank God for anything we have. Anyway, that’s my thoughts for right now.