Those who often live out an almost life are those who pretend as though life just goes on and on. It does not.
That everyone under thirty years of age is invincible.
They are not.
That there is plenty of time to correct our past mistakes, to offer that apology, to right our wrongs.
Time simply runs out.
Which makes each day that we live even more valuable, each moment to be counted as investments into the lives of others.
Take this passage from ancient literature into consideration.
“The more I mused, the hotter the fires inside. Then at last I spoke and pled with God; Lord, help me to realize how brief my time on earth will be. Help me to know that I am here for but a moment more. My life is no longer than my hand! My whole lifetime is but a moment to you. Proud man! Frail as breath! A shadow! And all his busy rushing ends in nothing.”
David, King of Israel was describing the almost life.
The life that does not realize it’s brevity.
None of us, including myself, especially myself, would conduct ourselves in the manner that we do most days, if we truly knew the extent of our days.
Our.
My.
My words would be kinder.
My words would be less.
I would listen better and more often.
I would sincerely treasure the words of another.
What kept Kng David’s description of life becoming an almost life?
The next nine words of that passage.
“And so, Lord, my only hope is in you.”
Those nine words keep any of us from living out an almost life.
If you take out the three words on the left and you take the three words out on the right, you have these three words left.
“My only hope.”
No other chance.
No remaining wish.
My only hope.
Hope is the key to not living out an almost life.
I always strive to be a sharer of hope.
Hope is the most undervalued commodity in the world today.
Every single person needs it and no one can live without it.
I could give a person one million dollars in one lump sum and I would not have given them one dollar’s worth of hope.
However, if I offer them hope, then they can turn one dollar into one million dollars with one idea.
Yet, life still comes back to the investment into each day.
A passing shadow the writer penned.
And the shadow passes so quickly.
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