But I do not account my life of any value nor as precious to myself, if only I may finish my course and the ministry that I received from the Lord Jesus, to testify to the gospel of the grace of God. (Acts 20:24)
I had adopted this as my “life verse” in my final year at Bible College. One, I thought it seemed hard core, and two, I really meant it. God’s love had so radically grabbed my heart, that I knew this life didn’t matter as much in length as it does in content. I didn’t know what would happen roughly four years later.
This time last year I went into the hospital with extreme hip pain that had then spread to my whole body. I could barely walk or dress myself. I kept saying I would go to the hospital in another day or two, really praying and hoping things would get better. My friends intervened and took me to the hospital. The last thing I remember until they induced me into a coma for about a week was eating a hummas plate with my friend in the hospital bed.
All of my vital organs started to shut down. What none of us knew at that point was that I had blood poisoning. I remember suffocating, then thinking I had died. Back in the hospital room they had put me on a breathing tube and induced me in a coma. I won’t go into all of the dreams, but I dreamt I was no longer in this world. Much of my dreams were affected by what my body was experiencing in that hospital room. I do remember thinking that all of my dreams were not really heaven because I kept saying, “There will be no more pain and no more tears, and it will be all about Jesus”, and my succession of dreams were not these things.
When I awoke and began to realize that I indeed was still alive, it took me a while to sort through those dreams.
I wanted to come through this experience with all new goals. I would live my life to the fullest! Health began to return, I began to walk again, to gain back the 30 pounds that I had lost, the memories of the event began to fade like a bad dream – one I learned a lot from and grew in my relationship with God in, but hard to say the least.
I am reminded of the simple truth in those dreams – it is all about Jesus and the gospel. It is about loving God with your whole heart, soul mind and strength, and loving your neighbor as yourself. (Matt. 22:37-40) It is about turning the other cheek, because life is too short, and sometimes shorter than we think. It is about reconciling with one another along the way, and never going to bed angry. Life is tough enough without reciprocation and perpetuating hurt. Jesus came so that he could share in our suffering and take on our hurt. (Isaiah 53:4-5) Life is about Jesus, what He has done, and how He has called us to love Him and one another.
Christian sister, gospel yourself, life is too short and God’s love too precious to ignore and too contagious not to share. We need Jesus through the gospel, and we need one another. Share the good news in word and deed with a coworker, family member or friend, tell your husband and babies (where applicable) that you love them, and show them that you do. Tell a friend how much you appreciate them, give love, because that is what Jesus gave to you to the point of giving His life. Jesus did not live a long life on earth as a human, but He made a way for those who have faith in Him to live eternally to know the Father and the Son. (John 17:3)
Truth: The Sermon on the Mount – Matt. 5-7 (This is a longer one but if you have not read it in awhile, now is as good a time as any)