Gabe and I just watched a 9/11 special with actual video footage taken inside Tower 1 right after the plane flew into the building. This guy was doing a documentary on a rookie firefighter and had his camera with him while everything was going on.
And 10 years after 343 firefighters (and thousands of others) lost their lives in one day, many of them are dying of cancer (most likely from the toxic dust they inhaled during the search and rescue mission after the towers fell).
A sobering reminder that our time on this earth is so short.
Gabe took this photo tonight right before thunder cracked, and it started to pour rain. He came inside, handed me the flower, and professed his undying love for me. I put it in some water in a red plastic cup and admired its simple beauty on my recently-uncluttered kitchen counters.
Three hours later, it’s all curled up and wilted, slumped over the side of the cup, as sad as can be. And only the glaringly obvious spiritual object lessons remain.
As for man, his days are like grass; he flourishes like a flower of the field. Psalm 103:15.
All flesh is like grass and all its glory like the flower of grass. The grass withers, and the flower falls. 1 Peter 1:24
The grass withers, the flower fades, but the word of our God will stand forever. Isaiah 40:8
And I know it’s not Wednesday or Thursday, but all roads are leading back to James these days it seems. Our pastor spoke on joy today and had several references to James. And, of course, James also has stuff to say about pretty flowers with little lifespans.
Let the lowly brother boast in his exaltation and the rich in his humiliation, because like a flower of the grass, he will pass away. For the sun rises with its scorching heat and withers the grass; its flower falls and its beauty perishes. So also will the rich man fade away in the midst of his pursuits. James 1: 9-11
(I typed that from memory and only messed up two pesky little prepositions. Hooray! Those little two-, three- and four-letter words are going to be the death of me.)
Oh, how I want to make the most of every moment and pursue only those things that will truly last. That’s my prayer for today.