It's That Time

Of late I have had a few people approach me with the idea of writing a book, which has taken me somewhat by surprise as I really don’t feel I have that much to contribute on a large scale. Because of their insistence I’m kicking the idea around and may settle in to composing something, but I have no intentions of delving too deeply into the subject matter until my wife gets her new bathroom. Isn’t that generally the case? There’s always something more important to tend to and for some reason it’s always a procrastinated project that gets in the way. Everything in the bathroom is falling apart and the dripping in the shower is about to drive me crazy, so it’s time I stop making excuses and get with it. My last excuse was I wanted to wait until the new lumber yard opened. Well, no more excuse there. It opened Monday last. My coffee drinking buddy asked me when I was going to get started. I don’t know. I think it’s still too hot outside.
Another acquaintance of mind challenged me about my writing with the ultimatum of not having too much time left to accomplish the things that could make my whole life worth while. Oh, thanks a lot for that! I mean, I fully expect to live to be one- hundred-years-old. I can see it now- Headlines for New Years Day 2050: The State of Florida is finally re-admitted to the Union; Spotted Owl Plague now threatening western crops and livestock; George Z. Bush announces he is running for President of the United States; 50 year study, conducted simultaneously by several universities across the country, concludes, diet and exercise is the key to weight loss; Flash! Nursing Home Event – Bill Clinton denies Candy Striper’s allegations; Texas executes last remaining citizen; Upcoming NFL Draft likely to focus on use of mutants; Baby conceived naturally …Has scientists stumped; Authentic, Year 2000 “Chad”, sells at Sotheby’s for $1.8 million; and Magnetic Pulse Fields from far too many Electric Cars is suspect for the deaths of hundreds in Los Angeles. Hey! It could happen!
[Jeremiah 8:20; 1 Corinthians 1:18-25] He brushed his teeth twice a day, with a national leading toothpaste. The doctors examined him twice a year; he wore his boots when it rained; he slept with the window open, for the fresh air. He stuck to a diet with plenty of vegetables; he relinquished his tonsils and traded in several worn out glands. He got at least 8 hours of sleep every night; he never smoked, drank or lost his temper. He ritually did his “daily dozen”; he was all set up to live to be one hundred. His funeral will be held Wednesday. He is survived by eighteen specialists, four health institutes, six gymnasiums, and numerous manufacturers of health foods and antiseptics. He made just one mistake: He forgot God and lived as if this world was all there is and now is with those who say, “The harvest is past, the summer is ended, and we are not saved.” I can make up excuses for not getting things done and reason away some responsibilities in this life, but I can not be so wise as to say there is no God. With the least bit of intelligence anyone can see that there is something miraculous going on all around us, if only looking to ones self as a marvelous work of art, inside and out, an independent living being, full of thoughts of grandeur, yet scared to death of death. “…the message of the cross is foolishness to those who are perishing, but to us who are being saved it is the power of God.” Decide today to save yourself from your selfish destructive sins (Acts 2:37-41). Your last breathe will not procrastinate.