At the door of death and departure, all men stand nervous and sigh. The thought for it, even in the slightest vague imagination, brings us the feeling of awe and scare. The fact about life after death lightens our face; yet the door that unlocks to eternity, namely death, does something ironic to us. The toils of this life are hard to carry on, but we dare not leave this world every now and then. The truth about the brevity of life is well known to us. It is proved true every day and not out of our sight: we always witness it. Nevertheless, the thought that we too will end up one day cannot lay long in our heart. We don't want it to be. Howbeit, what can we do to lengthen our life, or to switch to immortality. This truth remains: death is inevitable.
If this life is a journey and not a destination (Heb. 11: 13-14), and we do believe; if this life is really swifter than a runner (Job 9:25), and we know it and hold it; if our life is like and grass that withers, and its loveliness is like a flower that will soon fade (Is. 40:6), and we are not unaware of it; if this life is no longer than a vapour (Jam. 4:14), and we don’t disagree with it; if our life is no better than a shadow in its stability (Job 8:9), and we affirm it; if this life is swifter than a weaver’s shuttle (Job 7:6), and we are not dubious about it, what manner of life do we have to live in this brief span of time? We have a Master who cares every move we make and every thought we ponder. He is the architect of our life. He knows what we are and our position. I have nothing but to submit in His almighty power and sovereignty. Brothers, why don’t you while we have the time? Now, or in no time, this life will end, will sure end.