Saturday, April 3, 2010
One of the traditions we have developed is saying "Bye Bye" to Mom or Dad as they leave.
First there's kisses and hugs. Then bye bye.
Then we go to the front window, which is low to the ground, and he waves bye bye until the car is out of view.
We get the same treatment when he leaves at the end of the day. I will stand on the front porch waving until the car is out of sight.
Today it is time to say "Bye Bye" to Moses...
Deuteronomy 34:1 Then Moses went up to Mount Nebo from the plains of Moab and climbed Pisgah Peak, which is across from Jericho. And the Lord showed him the whole land, from Gilead as far as Dan; 2 all the land of Naphtali; the land of Ephraim and Manasseh; all the land of Judah, extending to the Mediterranean Sea[w]; 3 the Negev; the Jordan Valley with Jericho—the city of palms—as far as Zoar.
4 Then the Lord said to Moses, “This is the land I promised on oath to Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob when I said, ‘I will give it to your descendants.’ I have now allowed you to see it with your own eyes, but you will not enter the land.”
5 So Moses, the servant of the Lord, died there in the land of Moab, just as the Lord had said.
6 The Lord buried him[x] in a valley near Beth-peor in Moab, but to this day no one knows the exact place.
7 Moses was 120 years old when he died, yet his eyesight was clear, and he was as strong as ever.
8 The people of Israel mourned for Moses on the plains of Moab for thirty days, until the customary period of mourning was over."
This summer I turn 60. I am more conscious than ever that my time clock is running out of sand. How many years left?
No one knows for sure.
Need to live in such a way that the time is well spent. Eternity is secure. And there are people whose lives you have touched in meaningful ways...
Bye Bye Moses! Rest in peace.