Numbered Days

Your eyes saw me when I was formless; all my days were written in Your book and planned before a single one of them began.  Psalm 139:16

All of our days are numbered and none of us know what that number is. Some of us live to be 100+, some of us don’t make it a year.  Those of us that are lucky enough to still be around will be faced with how to react when a loved one’s number is called. Soon, I fear that my grandfather’s number will be called.

He’s 86, has been married to the same woman for 66 years, and has given me a God fearing mother that has raised 3 boys to love and serve Christ. He’s a member of The Greatest Generation, a WWII vet who served in the Navy. He’s color blind, something my brothers and I inherited from him. He worked for the same company for his entire career and retired with a pension.  He helped build IBM into an international empire (not so much of an empire these days). I’m not foolish enough to believe that he has no faults. I know that he does, we all do, I just don’t know what they are.

He’s a man I owe a great deal to. The decisions he’s made over his lifetime have affected me, my children, and my children’s children.  The decision my children have made to love and serve Christ is a direct result of my grandfather’s choice to love and serve Christ decades ago. I’ll bet he didn’t think about that. I have no doubt that he sought God’s direction in many if not all of his decisions. That’s why I believe I have the mother, father, and family I have. His 66 year commitment to the wife of his youth has proven to be one of the biggest blessings in my life. Till death do you part – that’s the way it will truly be.

Today, when I stood by his bed as he lay in the ICU of High Point Regional Hospital, hooked up to all kinds of machines, I know that God has him in the palm of his hand. This is a man that is truly in God’s hands. The surgeons, the doctors and nurses have all done all they can do and I know that the right people where tending to him. There is nothing more that can be done that doesn’t require the Supernatural. When his number is called, there will be sadness, so much sadness. But, I believe that there will also be gladness and joy, as my grandfather chose to follow Christ many years ago and there’s great joy in knowing that!

As I write this, I keep hearing words to a song that I’ll share here. It’s one of my favorites that Heath and the band does at Five Stones Church.  The song is by Jesus Culture, it’s called “Your Love Never Fails” (click the link to listen to a snippet on iTunes).

Nothing can separate
Even if I ran away
Your love never fails

I know I still make mistakes
But You have new mercies for me everyday
Your love never fails

You stay the same through the ages
Your love never changes
There maybe pain in the night but joy comes in the morning
And when the oceans rage
I don’t have to be afraid
Because I know that You love me
Your love never fails

Verse 2:
The wind is strong and the water’s deep
But I’m not alone in these open seas
Cause Your love never fails

The chasm is far too wide
I never thought I’d reach the other side
But Your love never fails

You make all things work together for my good


that’s it. just wanted to share these thoughts.