Just Passing Through

 "Lord, remind me how brief my time on earth will be. Remind me that my days are numbered -- how fleeting my life is." Psalm 39 

I'm the Monday drop-off and pick-up. The teacher slides the minivan door open, unbuckles her from her car seat and with a hug, a kiss on my cheek and an "I love you pop-pop!", off she heads into preschool. Yesterday, I dropped her mother off for kindergarten with a hug, a kiss on my cheek and an "I love you daddy!" Two little girls separated by 25 years by the calendar, but by nothing in my heart and mind.

I have no doubt that David pondered such thoughts as his little kids ran all around the palace underfoot providing laughter and joy to him only to turn around and bump into their children. The brevity of life is often times lost in the busyness of life. At best, each of us is but a breath. A lifetime, a moment -- both are fleeting, water spilled on the ground unable to be recaptured. In his reflections, David remembers and reminds that we are here as the Lord's guest.    

We're not big fans of these types of thoughts which is one of the many reasons why we need to think them. We have such a hard time thinking beyond the end of the moment that we are living. We tend to leave the deep thoughts for the valley of the shadow of death. This isn't good. Our opportunity to be family in God's eternal home is determined by who we choose to place our hope in while we are a guest in this temporary home. 

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