A Mist That Vanishes

What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes. (James 4:14 ESV) I want you guys to keep this in mind and think about this today and through June.

I know the school year is no longer in rhythm for you guys and you all beat to your own drums but this has eternal consequence if you think about this the right way: “what is our life?”Can you say it is anything at this point? Most likely, it is simply the sum culmination of eating and going to the bathroom?

I thought about this over the past few days and asked God, “what is my life?” because when you think about it, there are a lot of things in life that sort of randomly connect but you don’t know what that connection or what those connections are until you question, “what is my life.” When you go to that furniture purgatory known as Ikea and buy that quality Swiss engineered, Chinese manufactured piece of home comfort, you pick it up in a box with pieces and parts that you have to manually assemble. I don’t know why but the instructions are usually missing and if the instructions are there, in 8 languages but your own, you can’t seem to decipher it because it wasn’t written for a five foot eleven, Asian American dude born and raised on the East Coast.

You put piece 2f into the socket called Q, tying it widget B and your furniture doesn’t look like the picture on the box or the catalogue. So you take it apart and do it again with your own expert furniture engineering skills and you have left over screws and a few extra arms and now a missing leg. As soon as you sit on that baby, it’s done– you throw it in the trash a few months later; a mist that disappears after a moment.

Your life, until you can start piecing together the pieces, is meaningless. It’s like a breath that comes and goes like hot winter breath in the freezing cold. If that is the breadth of our life, then we must certainly do something with it because time is running short. But more importantly, we have to screw the pieces of our lives together appropriately or we won’t be useful for long. James, concludes with these fantastic ideas.

It’s one thing if we have no idea what we’re doing and them losing an opportunity on life given to us by the grace of God and the blood of Jesus Christ; it’s a totally other thing (sin) when we know how the pieces of our lives fit and fail to put it together properly or appropriately.

Life is short and we’re on God’s borrowed time, that is until the wind blows the mist away, what are we doing with it?

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