Time is Precious

The old man stumbles from the scene. 2013 is gone swiftly. 12 months we won’t see again. The little one bounces in. 2014 awaits. What we might have done, what we might have said yesterday cannot be recovered. We start anew.

Time and eternity come to my mind. Over the holidays, we are reminded how precious time really is. All that anticipation, all the rush, rushed by. I write these words on December 23, words that will be published in a short week. Christmas will be a memory and a new year looms. Time marches on.

Heaven has been on my mind this time of year. Someone asked me what heaven is really like. The only way I can answer that question is to seek the glimpses that God affords us. I think of heaven as a place of no regrets, a place of perfect relationships, a place of unremitting joy, a place prepared by the Master Carpenter. It is a place where there is no more night, no more evil, no more death, no more tears, no more sorrow, no more pain. It is a place we were meant to be.

Ray Boltz sang a song about heaven that includes these phrases:

“Thank you for giving to the Lord. I am a life that was changed.

          “Thank you for giving to the Lord. I am so glad that you gave.”

You might be the kind of person who makes New Year’s resolutions. You might have tried before and given up. You might think the whole thing silly. I know that the fitness centers around town will be full in January and not-so-much by mid-February.

I don’t know how much time any of us have. I do know none of us is guaranteed anything beyond the present. I also know we don’t have time to waste. It’s just too precious. Isn’t it worth considering how we influence and impact the lives around us. When we get to heaven, will we look around and see faces of those who heard about heaven from us? Will we see those we pointed in that direction?

We cannot save others – that’s the work of the Holy Spirit – but God can use people like you and me to let others know about His love. He is the One who gathers the harvest but He has entrusted the planting to us.

Love on another:

Love someone into the fellowship of the church. Every study I have ever seen tells me that the number one reason why people attend church is that a friend invites them. Love someone into the Kingdom of God. No, you cannot make that happen, but you can introduce your friend to Jesus. You can pray. You can be present.

Time is precious. Eternity matters.

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About Mark Wilbanks

Dr. Wilbanks became Wieuca’s fifth senior pastor in February of 2012. Mark’s father, Oliver Wilbanks, served as Associate Pastor here from 1966 to 1982. Wieuca had a tremendous influence in shaping Mark’s call to ministry during his teenage and young adult years. A graduate of both Southern and New Orleans Baptist Theological seminaries, Mark has served churches in Kentucky, Florida, and Georgia. He pastored Southside Baptist Church in Jacksonville, Florida for 17 years and Bradfordville First Baptist Church in Tallahassee, Florida for ten years. He and his wife, Kim, were married in 1979 and have two sons, Andy and Jordan. Andy is married to Lindsay and they have a son, Cade, a daughter, Ruthie, and welcomed their third child, Samuel, in October.

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