My death is not something I ever worry about. As far as I’m concerned, it will be just another date in my life, much like a wedding anniversary, birthdays or whatever dates seem important right now. Nothing more. Nothing less.
My thinking on this is directly related to the Lord rescuing me from committing suicide on May 20, 1985. That’s 12,292 days ago, almost thirty-four years now.
Since then, I’ve gone through miles of rough roads, quicksand pits and dead-ends. Part of my life’s resume includes a divorce, remarriage, working at dozens of minimum wage jobs, being fired four times, moving more than thirty-four times to nine different states and eighteen different cities, watching my dreams and hopes smashed to pieces so many times I’ve lost track, going through dumpsters and countless other shipwrecks.
A woman prophesied twenty-three years ago: “Larry, the reason you are going through so many trials is that the Lord wants to destroy your pride. He wants all of it gone so He can use you.”
Many times, I’ve cried out, “Lord, have you squeezed enough pride out of me yet?”
Not once has the Lord replied to this question, but my guess is that this will be an ongoing process for the rest of my life.
What about death staring me in the eyes?
It dawned on me this morning that I’m seventy-two years old and haven’t done much for the Lord. Oh, I’ve written a few things and patted some people on the back along the way, but that’s the least I should have done with the heavy dose of grace the Lord has extended to me.
Being honest with myself, it appears I have only works of wood, hay and stubble built on the foundation the Lord has laid in my life. All of these will quickly be burned up when I face Jesus at the Judgment Seat of Christ. And I’ll be left with a scorch mark on the ground as an eternal remembrance of my earthly ministry for Jesus.
It turns out the life expectancy for a seventy-two year old man is 12.75 years. So, if that’s the case and if I really want some eternal rewards, then I had better get my act together today.
And just as each person is destined to die once and after that comes judgment (Hebrews 9:27