All That Is Certain

What will today bring?
I know not, let us sing,
Of nights before when we survived,
When it was death that we had bribed.
The only thing I know for certain,
Is that the reaper will pull the curtain.
Death will reclaim his prize,
Though I do not believe his lies.
All powerful he is not.
His leash is held by one who’s got,
The keys to my heavenly home
And the deed to my soul.
I do not know what tomorrow will bring but death.
So I’ll live for today, making precious what is left.

Over the course of my life I’ve had a few near-death experiences. The most notable of which was in august 2008 . My job had taken me to Kalispell, MT for some overnight work for seven days, when on the last day after getting off of work at 7A.M. I decided that I would hit the road right away and try to make it home as quickly as possible, I lived in Missoula at the time. As I was driving, about twenty minutes south, I started dozing when I looked down to check my ipod and when I looked up I had drifted into the opposite lane and there was one of those flat-faced semi trucks headed straight for me.This happened around a blind corner so neither the truck driver or myself could see the other coming.  I had just enough time to swerve enough to make it not be a head-on collision, the semi hit my car just three inches behind the driver side door.
Three inches.
I was literally three inches away from death that day. Thankfully so, God decided it was not my time to die and spared me.
I was knocked unconscious by the air bags and when I woke up there was my friend Brent, who was working on the same job and was driving behind me, called the ambulance, and some cars whose drivers had stopped to see if I was all right. I stood up and walked away from the wreckage. No broken bones. No serious injuries. After an ambulance took me to a hospital in Kalispell for an overnight stay, I was sent home with bruised ribs, and a bruised lung, that’s all. It could have been so much worse and I should have died, but I was spared thank God.
This poem is about how we all die some day, we are given a finite number of days, and we should make the most of those days. Each one. Tomorrow you could die of a heart attack, or get into a car wreck you don’t walk out of. We all die, It’s going to happen. What we should be worrying about isn’t where, when, or how it will happen, but are we making the most of the time given to us? Are we living everyday with eternity in mind?
“And who of you by being worried can add a single hour to his life?” Matthew 6:27

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