I know you don't want to think about death. Neither do I, it's Saturday morning, the sun is shining here in NE Florida, I'm about to go coach my son's flag football game, then we'll fire up the grill, and enjoy some college football later this evening before I hibernate to finalize sermon prep for tomorrow. But death is still coming.
I originally titled my sermon from Ecclesiastes 2:12-17, "The Longer You've Lived: the less you'll live." The Preacher in Ecclesiastes has some pointed thoughts for on death and like a persistent drippy faucet, he just keeps reminding us of death over and over and over again. The topic comes up more than 20 times in the 12 chapters. What should we make of this? Rather than sending us into a spiral of depression or into hopeless nihilism, I think there's something we can pull from the reality of the relentless march of time: seize the day because you don't know how many you have. An item's value is most often determined by it's scarcity. This is why gold is valuable. If everyone could dig up pounds of it in their backyard, it wouldn't be worth much. Think of your time as a precious and scarce commodity. I think that's the heart of Moses' Psalm: "So teach us to number our days that we may get a heart of wisdom." (Psa 90:12). Enjoy the day. All of it. Life is a gift from God.
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