Ready to Die (not what you think)

You know, I was just thinking the same thing... BLOGGER SLACKERS! Alas, I am one of them :) I guess I'll have to do something about my hypocritical tendencies.

Alright, so here's a little poem I wrote on the way back from Galilean. Remember the big snow storm (when we couldn't see the road...), and Disco Dave about to conk out (ok maybe I am exaggerating a little)... well, I was thinking about dying. It sounds kind of morbid, but from the point of view of this Christ-follower, it's actually a celebration! Like Paul said to the Philippians, "I desire to depart and be with Christ, which is better by far..." (Phil. 1:23) Not saying I want to die necessarily, but that the greatest freedom comes in living with the perspective that you are ready to die. Praises be to Jesus Christ; only he can give this freedom!

Ready to Die

affronted
challenges on every side

speeding into the future,
anything could happen--
we could all die!--
and I'm okay with that

perfectly at last,
really living

or, who cares if the road
never really ends...

I have heard stories-- all stories-- of
people who wanted to
charge life (I do!); people who
felt they were invincible-- the
free and fearless, the unending sense
of these years, the flying into life
faster than we really dare to go

the resting, the contentment,
the solidity in which I say,
"I will go anywhere"-- even
to the Throne. Now, I
am ready to die.