My wife and I sat across the desk from the very official looking doctor. He bowed his head and said to me, “I’m sorry Mr Rice, but you have cancer. From the test results … you only have six months to live.”
I looked at my wife, stood to my feet and answered, “Then I’d better get busy. I have a lot to get finished in that time.”
I know this was a dream because I come from a long line of stubborn people who will have plenty of time to see a doctor once we’re dead.
Seriously, none of us knows what tomorrow – or the next six months – holds. The fact that each of us has only a certain allotment of time should not come as a surprise to us, though we struggle to make that allotment of time relevant.
Jesus knew that His earthly life was limited for time. Even as a Child He could say, Did you not know that I must be about My Father’s business? (Luke 2:49). May you and I have such clarity of purpose!