It’s so sad that life is filled with an irony that it’s taken for granted, till we are no more. Despite the inappropriate words, let me describe it. Those who gave birth to us were also given birth to (this takes us back to the Garden of Eden). It was a joy when they were born just as much as it was when we were. The world welcomed them in their state of innocence and metamorphosed them. Under the influence, they chose the beliefs on which to set their minds. Of all their endeavors, they got their first job, got married, had kids too and went on living ‘their life’ with the set of beliefs, with which they could be identified. They viewed job, marriage, kids and life as theirs without examining their thoughts; they took life as an accident; wealth as synonymous with health; health with immunity. But the uncertainty of life caught them unawares. Their possessed life hit them where it hurts: they lost their cherished jobs; their adultery led to divorce; their undisciplined kids went astray; their heartbreaking experiences led to heart attack, which was terminal. How ironic! While alive, they thought all they had—job, marriage, kids and life—was theirs. They never viewed them as borrowed items, entrusted to them by the Owner of Life to whom they were accountable. Yes, whether or not you believe in God, this is the eternal truth: whatever you have and/or whatever you are is entrusted to you by God to whom, in the end, you will be accountable. Wished they were given one more chance to live? That’s too late. Life is lived only once; twice only with the promised resurrection from God, which is also made possible by how you live this present, borrowed life. Most often we turn away from God. Never are we aware of the enemy disputing over our lives! What are you waiting for? Please reverse it and surrender it all to the Owner of Life—before it’s too late—because He does care about Life.
By the way, I’ve been thinking of writing a book about this Life (should I?); if I do, I will include this chapter.