So teach us to number our days that we may get a heart of wisdom. Psalm 90:12 ESV
“When I was 38, my best friend Pammy died, and we went shopping about two weeks before she died, and she was in a wig and a wheelchair. I was buying a dress for this boyfriend I was trying to impress, and I bought a tighter, shorter dress than I was used to. And I said to her, ‘do you think this makes my hips look big?’ and she said to me, so calmly, ‘Anne, you don’t have that kind of time.” Anne Lamott, from “Beyond Bunnies: The Real Meaning of Easter Season,” with Michele Norris, NPR’s All Things Considered, April 18, 2011
If the past weeks have shown us anything it is that we are vulnerable. We may be at the top of the food chain but we are not beyond our human frailties. Hurricanes can kill us. We can kill one another. We can be killed in our homes and at entertainment venues. Time can be taken from us quickly and without warning.
Life is too precious to waste on wondering if our “hips look too big.” Life is for hanging out with friends who are dying and enjoying each other’s company. It is about helping one another get out from underneath the mud and muck of a category five hurricane. It is about risking one’s own life to save one’s neighbor, even a stranger, as bullets rain down upon a crowd.
Life is about more than the superficial. It is meant to be experienced and all its audacity wrung out. We cannot take it for granted. It is too tenuous nowadays to be wasted.
Dear God help us to understand Your plans for us in this life you have given us. When many conspire against us, let us know that You are God and love shall conquer all. Amen.