Whatever time we have, it’s only here for a moment. How much can we see of Christ in one lifetime? How much will we have seen?
Do we really think we’ll have some magical feeling that causes to seek God earnestly tomorrow, while we don’t discipline ourselves today? Are we thinking we’ll be more pious a year from now, if we don’t strive today? (I speak as a fool). Thank God (those words are thrown about pretty easily without really being contemplated), but thank God for His mercy that it is Him that builds us; it is His power and mercy in which we hope. In Christ we can pray for God to do with our hearts that which we can’t on our own.
But, even though we can’t, do we want what we can’t give ourselves? We constantly eat up on false fillers, but do we want to be emptied?
If the time of our lives is but a vapour, does that mean our lives themselves have to be like vapours? That we have to be blown about by every wind until we die? Or is there more to this life, than “just living and dying”?