Here is the round up of some of the news,
That I read in the Star. 17 year-old burn victim loses fight to stay alive, snatch theft victim in coma dies after baby delivered by C-section, old man dies crossing the street. Indeed we are but grass in the field. Looked through the prism of eternity living a thousand years is nothing but through our finite relativity it is such tragedy these people die. They could have just celebrated the birth of a grandchild, just gotten married. When they were young they could have looked forward and imagined living to a hundred and planeed their lives. There was so much potential. They would have had many moments happy and but never had they wanted their lives to come to an end and never in their wildest dreams had they thought it would come to this. Indeed we are but flowers in a field.
We plan, we dream, we hope and look to a future not quite ours but seemed so sure to become our pasts. We go through the cycles of life as all before us childhood, school and all its drama, our jobs and the material comfort it brings, love and children that is its rewards and everyone does it and is expected to a certain to do it but then tragedy strikes and all comes to naught. I was reading Ezekial and God was saying the troubles would be so bad that it was better that you were dead. Sad as we are over these tragedy cold comfort that they will never see the troubles those thatlive will see but happier still he is that knows the Lord his salvation assured and not balanced before the Throne of God.