Isaiah 40:7-8
“The grass withers and the flowers fall, because the breath of the LORD blows on them. Surely the people are grass. The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the Word of our God stands forever.”
Do you realize that we are all withering away to dry husks of what we once were? It reminds me of a surprise birthday party my friends prepared for me when I was on the staff of a large church in Idaho. They went all out for silliness and even had saved floral arrangements from months gone by to decorate the table. There were few colors left in the flowers. They were just dried and brown.
I guess that is really descriptive of what each of us has to look forward to. Perhaps I am thinking more along this line since I just received news this afternoon that my only sibling, my brother, Harold, has been diagnosed with leukemia and has only a short time to live.
When my sister-in-law asked him who he wanted to officiate at his service, he replied, “My brother.” That means I will have had the service for our daughter, my mother and all too soon, Harold. But you know what? ― We are all terminal and it is only a whisper of time before we are ushered out of this veil of tears and into the everlasting joy that awaits those who have truly been born again.
We might be nothing more than withered grass or dried flowers, but as we wither, the beauty of Jesus should shine brighter in our life than ever before. It is not how physically attractive we may be, but how much of Jesus is seen through us.
Blessings dear hearts. Draw near to God today, trust Him completely and be a blessing!
– – – Pastor Cecil