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Times, They Are a Changin'

Good morning. It is Wednesday, February 2, 2022. Jeanette Stark here.

I want to talk about my father’s mother today. My grandmother passed away in 2009, one day shy of her 92nd birthday. She was born 105 years ago, on February 1, 1917. Her birth name was Eva Bartell until she married my papa, Rodney Bartlett. My grams was one of 17 children! Many of whom are still alive today.

I can remember many of the stories my grandmother shared with me, but the things that always stuck in my mind were her memories of riding in a horse-drawn wagon, no electricity, wood stove heat, large gardens in the summer, and canning. That seemed so surreal. After all, my world consisted of cars and TV’s and electricity, large grocery stores and microwave ovens.

Grams told of her brothers and father going down to the frozen lake and using a saw, cutting out large chunks of ice, bringing those chunks home and burying them in the barn under straw. They would chisel some ice and bring it in the house to put in the ice box to keep food fresher when needed.

She seemed ancient and her young world seemed far removed from mine. Now that I am pushing 60, I realize just how fast time goes and how fast technology is evolving.

If I do the math, my grandma was just about exactly the age I am now, give and take 5 years, when she was telling me these stories. Wow!

Now, when I tell my grandchildren that we did not have home computers or electronic tablets, let alone cell phones, when I was their age, they look at me in disbelief. “What did you do for fun?”

When I tell them about records and 8-tracks tapes and cassette tapes, they have no concept. When I tell them that our first television was a small black and white, that there was no such thing as color TV, they are amazed. My youngest granddaughter, not too long ago, said, “Wow, grandma. You ARE old.” Thanks kid.

Time. The passing of years.

It struck me the other day. Our lives are nothing but memories. We live for 1 second in the here and now and then it becomes a memory. We can plan for the future. We can hope for tomorrow. But we only have right now, this very second, this very moment and then that moment becomes a memory and so on and so on.

Time. I cannot believe I will turn 59 this month. Where has the time gone? How?!

If you are older than 60, I am sure you can relate to this strange phenomenon. It happens much sooner than we thought it could. If you are younger than 60, I promise you, it will be no time at all before, like me, you will swear you still feel 35 but then you will look in the mirror in utter amazement.

I thought it would happen much sooner! I thought Jesus would come by now. I remember telling my young children that there could come a time when we would need to flee to the mountains to escape the wrath of non-believers. That was 30-35 years ago. But God’s timing is perfect, and it is not time. I still believe it is close. I know He will come, but the bible tells us that time is a tricky thing.

“For a thousand years in Your sight are like yesterday when it is past, and like a watch in the night.” Psalm 90:4 NKJV

Jehovah has existed forever! Time is nothing to Him. Our lives are but a flash. James says life is but a vapor, a fine mist.

James 4:14 “…For what is your life? It is even a vapor that appears for a little time and then vanishes away.” NKJV

If our lives are but a fine mist that burns away quickly when the sun comes out, how should we be living our lives? I remember a time when all I cared about was the party. Drinking, dancing, staying up late. Life was a big party. Oh, how I regret that time wasted.

God wants us to live as if today is our last day. We are not promised tomorrow. The Psalmist wrote “…teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.” Psalm 90:12 NKJV

Live each moment as if it were your last. Because when that day comes and we draw our last breath, in that split second, we see Jesus coming in the sky.

“For the Lord Himself will descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of an archangel, and with the trumpet of God. And the dead in Christ will rise first.” 1 Thessalonians 4:16 NKJV

Here is the harsher part of this story. Not everyone will be raised to eternal life.

John 5:28-29 “Do not marvel at this; for the hour is coming in which all who are in the graves will hear His voice and come forth—those who have done good, to the resurrection of life, and those who have done evil, to the resurrection of condemnation.” NKJV

The beauty of this story and the hope that we have, is we get to choose. Do you choose life with Jesus? Or do you choose death and eternal separation from your Creator?

Hebrews 9:27-28 “And as it is appointed for men to die once, but after this the judgment, so Christ was offered once to bear the sins of many. To those who eagerly wait for Him He will appear a second time, apart from sin, for salvation.” NKJV

Time is short no matter how you look at it. Whether we die of old age, or Jesus comes next year, time is short! So, choose wisely.

Joshua 24:15 “…choose for yourselves this day whom you will serve…But as for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.” NKJV

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