Past People

   I've been thinking about the past lately.  I guess these types of thoughts are what people call deep.  There were two tragic deaths that I know of recently that really bothered me.  Maybe that is why I'm so thoughtful. I originally posted some of this on Facebook.  I love to people watch. It always amazes me how God made so many differences in people. Think about how a group of little kids will turn out when they grow up. We don't plan how we look as adults, it just happens. Life happens and it affects us in so many ways. Then adults can say "Wow, what happened to make me look like this?"  It could be too much food, too much sun, too much laziness, accidents, illnesses, too much meanness, family troubles, drugs, etc.  Just all the twists and turns of our lives. It makes me think.  Forgot to mention, too much alcohol, too much sin.   

     Do you ever wonder about all the people who lived through all the years man has been on earth? We never knew them, they weren't important to history, but each one had hopes, dreams, feelings, family, and love. Just like them, who will remember us? It's a big world and lots of time has passed; lots of people, lots of dreams.   Every day that those people were alive must have seemed important to them. They had things to do, daily work, goals to achieve. Things they worried about and worked for, but in the end how important were they really? Guess I'm in an Ecclesiastes mood.  They surely had plans for the next day unless they were so ill they didn't know anything anymore.  Maybe that is why God tells us not to plan ahead since we don't know what tomorrow will bring.  I think sometimes about dying, and that I'm not ready.  I've got things planned.  No one is ever ready.  What is ahead is much better than here.   

    To me this place is just so full of fear to me.  I have been so fearful of everything that could happen.  Fear of flying, driving, riding in cars, trains, boats, swimming, camping, bears, cougars, dogs, diseases, tornadoes, accidents like trees branches falling, etc.  Give me a situation and I can come up with some reason to fear it.  Just pure dread.  What a bummer.  I think to be gone and with Jesus would be so wonderful.  No more fear, no more worry, no more dread.  Once gone, things we wanted to do, to say won't even be a thought.  We'll have more important things to do.  I guess all the dread is fear of losing control in a situation like a tornado or pain of some illness or accident.  No one wants pain, but we all gotta go some way or another.

     In Ecclesiastes 9:10 (Jonathan's memory verse for Computer Lit)  it says, "Whatever your hand finds to do, do it with all your might, for in the grave, where you are going, there is neither working nor planning nor knowledge nor wisdom."

Also at the end of verse 11 it says  "....but time and chance happen to them all."

Verse 12:  "Moreover, no man knows when his hour will come........"