Today I was going through boxes of pictures, so many boxes, and as I looked at each of them with different family members smiling, waving, posing, it occurred to me that these were little slices of our life frozen in time like an insect frozen in amber. You look at an insect caught in the amber liquid and it looks alive, almost in motion, yet still, its life gone. My phone has a feature that I love, when you take a picture you can put your finger on it and for a second in time it is in motion capturing the action. As I looked at pictures of my parents and wished I could put my finger on those old pictures and bring them to life again if only for a second. The song says, “Fly me up to where you are above a distant star I wished upon tonight to see you smile, if only for a while to know you’re there, a breath away’s not far to where you are.”
Psalm 39:4-6 “Tell me, what’s going on, God? How long do I have to live? Give me the bad news! You’ve kept me on pretty short rations; my life is string too short to be saved. Oh! We’re all puffs of air. Oh! We’re all shadows in a campfire. Oh! We’re just spit in the wind. We make our pile, and then we leave it. Have you ever thought that you would know when your time to leave?
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