I watched one of those shows about people who have copious amounts of plastic surgery hoping to improve their looks or prolong youth. If I ever had plastic surgery, I'd probably have a doctor who would let the knife slip. I'd wind up looking worse than before. So, I guess I'll just live with what I've got.
No matter what we do, we cannot stop the fact that we're getting older. Like a unwound grandfather clock eventually stops working or a watch with dead batteries stops telling time, we're all going to wind down. For some, there is much more life to be lived. For others, there is less time than even they can imagine. The important thing is to live life to the fullest, no matter what the number of years we have left.
God has ordained the time we will be here. He hasn't let us in on how many years that will be. I imagine that's a good call, especially in my case. I'd probably be bemoaning my demise so much that I'd forget to really live what time I had left!
So, what is the conclusion to all this? I must live each day as if it were my last. I must leave nothing unsaid that needs to be said. I must ask forgiveness of those I have offended. I must shed the love of Christ to those I come in contact with. I must cherish each moment as a gift from God.
The Bible says life is a vapor and soon vanishes away. May our lives be meaningful to God and others before we're vaporized!
Vaporizing fast, Gloria