Sounds a bit morbid. Who wants to think of such a thing? Where is the encouragement in that thought?

I’ve learned the importance of the death-bed. Recently, a dear uncle of mine passed from this life to the next earlier then we expected.  I learned a valuable lesson as I realized that my  visit with him in the hospital would be my last.  Those gathered around his death-bed is what matters in life. Why death teaches so much about life is one of those great mysteries. However, what was reaffirmed to me was that relationships matter. Relationships last. The impact that he had on his children, his wife, his family, and his community is the thing that matters.  The hundreds of people who poured into the church during his funeral showed that he must have understood what matters.

As a young person, I easily get consumed with personal ambition. I have goals and dreams. But, it is so important to live with a correct frame of reference. It’s so important to remember what matters.  Will I care if I owned a beautiful home?  Will I care where I worked? Who would be at my funeral? How would they tell the story of my life?  I want to live in such a way that they’d say  that I was a woman who knew God and loved Him and loved people.

I may never obtain the job I have always dreamt of . I may never obtain the “things” I wish I had. But, I can invest in what matters.