I’ve had an interesting week.Â Last Thursday I found out that a very young girl (who used to come to Girls’ Brigade last year) and her brother were killed under very tragic circumstances.Â I attended their funeral, it was heart breaking and gut wrenching.
The topic of mortality has been on my mind.
Tonight I am flying to Melbourne with Jos.Â I’ve not really ever been one to worry about the ‘dangers’ of flying but this time round I am very aware of the fact that I am putting our lives in someone else’s hands.Â I am completely dependent on the airline staff to get me to my destination safely.
Except you know what?Â That’s not the case at all.Â My days are already numbered and planned.Â God knows exactly what he has in store for me, and I know that whatever that is, it is good.Â I am not afraid of death.
There is something that scares me though… all the things I haven’t done or said.Â Do my husband and children know how much I love them?Â Have I done a good job teaching the kiddies how much God loves them, and that He is the most important thing of all?Â Do they know that I want them to be happy, but most of all to find their happiness in Him?
God’s gift of forgiveness and grace … I can’t even express how much it means to me, and yet often I don’t live or speak it they way that I could.Â This awareness of my own ‘time limit’ is really giving me some thinking to do.Â I know that if I was to die tonight I would go to heaven to be with God.Â Do you know if you would?