Proverbs 27:1 Boast not thyself of to morrow; for thou knowest not what a day may bring forth.
Because of the events in my life and that of my family in the last two weeks this verse has been on my mind all week. I am, for the most part, a creature of habit. I tend to do the same things on the same day every week. I like to plan and do things by schedule. Most of us are the same way and have things that we plan to do. This last week was one that was all planned out. We had a Couple’s Banquet last Saturday. I had a plan for getting my part of the banquet ready, doing the programs, purchasing the food for the meal, getting prizes for the games, getting decorations, etc…and then Thursday happened! While trying to set up some things here at the church on Thursday, I had a major asthma attack and spent the next three days struggling to breathe. Things that were planned, and important, no longer were going to be a part of my schedule. (Praise the Lord for those who stepped in to help!) Attending the banquet was a major accomplishment for both me and Rhonda due to the health issues that we were, and still are, facing.
Sunday was another “interesting” day. I knew I was not strong enough to speak during both Sunday school and morning church, so I asked Brother Leaf to teach the class. I planned to speak in the morning service and see how that would go before deciding what to do for Sunday night. I felt the help of the Lord as we conducted the service. The music was excellent, the spirit of the people was amazing, and the group was larger than we have seen in a while. God was very good to me and gave me strength and my lungs began to clear about halfway through the morning message. During the invitation we saw Ron Hawthorn join the church and Nick trusted Christ as his Saviour! Sunday night was another service that was touched by God. We felt His presence and saw our grandson, Caleb, come forward in the invitation. He said to me, “Papa, I need to get saved!” And he did! Wow, What a day!
I was able to get a good night sleep on Sunday night and then left early on Monday morning to go spend the day with my Dad. Monday, February 20, would have been Mom’s 84th birthday. The trip went very smoothly and Dad and I enjoyed a great day together. We went to the cemetery to visit Mom’s resting place and even sang, “Happy Birthday” to her! While visiting with Dad I received a call from Rhonda informing me that her sister, Martha Jo Newman, had passed away that morning. While she has been struggling with her health for a while, this was very unexpected. Now the carefully crafted schedule was again tossed out the window as we began to plan a quick trip to Jacksonville, Florida for the funeral. As we prepared to go it became obvious that our car was going to have to be worked on to repair an issue with the exhaust. This was done on Wednesday morning and then we got on the road to go to Florida. We were able to make pretty good time and made it to Troy Baptist Temple in Troy, Ohio just in time for the Midweek service. What a joy to be in the church where I was raised, surrendered to preach, and began learning the ministry. The church is still a very strong, Soulwinning, missions-minded, independent Baptist church! We continued our trek to Florida and finally arrived on Thursday evening a little after midnight. The service on Friday was a real blessing and we were able to spend time with family as we grieved together over the loss of Rhonda’s sister.
During this week I believe the Lord has taught some personal lessons to me…
- Your health can change in a moment
- Life is brief and fragile.
- Your opportunities for serving God are fleeting.
None of us know how long we will live, or how long we will be able to serve the Lord. Don’t waste a single day, for “thou knowest not what a day may bring forth.”