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The Fading Flower by Gene
Easley “Let the
brother of low degree rejoice in that he is exalted: 10But the
rich, in that he is made low: because as the flower of the grass he shall
pass away. 11For the sun is no sooner risen with a burning
heat, but it withereth the grass, and the flower thereof falleth, and the
grace of the fashion of it perisheth: so also shall the rich man fade away
in his ways” (James 1:9-11). We know
that life on earth is temporary. An
expiration date is stamped on us all.
I am not saying that we have a certain day that we will die
regardless. The Bible
doesn’t teach that, but it does teach that we all have an appointment
with death. We may reach our
70 years or by reason of strength see 80 or beyond.
But our day is coming when we will make our exit. You can
look at most of us who have been in this world for a while and tell that
the intense heat has taken its toll. The
natural man is withering away. The
natural appearance is as the fading flower.
Its days of glory are gone. The
flower blooms and catches the attention of all passers-by.
They stop and marvel at the beauty.
But allow only a short span of time to pass, and the petals wilt
and the beauty fades. The
decaying process takes place before our eyes.
As age gathers its days and as the increase of those days brings us
to the status of the elderly, there is normally a diminishing of skills,
influence, and power. Our lives
quickly vanish as a vapor, and our moment on stage seems so short.
We may depart feeling we never learned our lines well and didn’t
reach the pinnacle of our once-youthful aspirations.
So why even play our part on earth?
Why should we even show up on stage?
Is it only for the fleeting pleasure of the passing moment?
If the grave is our ultimate reward, why bother?
But we fulfill our place in time because it is beyond the grave that life
has its true fulfillment! The
hope of that eternal reward is what makes everything here on earth make
sense. We take
comfort as believers that though the outward man perish, the inward man is
renewed day by day. But the
fact remains, the heat has taken its toll on the flower.
We are forced to recognize the temporal state of this life and the
brevity of it. We are forced
to look beyond the veil of the earthly and to place our affections on the
heavenly. We are forced to bow
out with a sense of understanding that after we have done all, we really
are unprofitable servants. In
other words, no matter our accomplishments, all were done by His power and
grace. Then, eternity must
weigh the true effectiveness of our labors--whether they be gold or silver
or wood, hay, or stubble. So, as
this earthly body ages and its decay is witnessed by all around us, we
still pray for healing when this body is sick, and we pray for strength to
make it through the day. But
we do it with an awareness that the fading of the flower is a prophetic
message. It is not just that
this life is about to end, but that a new one is about to begin.
And the glory that awaits us will make suffering for Christ worth
it all! In the eternal presence of God, the righteous will bloom and never fade again. Our reward will come according to our works on earth. If we spend our time shining for Him, none of it will be spent in vain. Those who love Christ will find the fading flower resurrected to life anew on the other side! Praise God! COPYRIGHT REPRODUCTION LIMITATIONS: This data file is the sole property of Gene Easley. It may not be altered or edited in any way. It may be reproduced only in its entirety for circulation as "freeware," without charge. All reproductions of this data file must contain the copyright notice (i.e., "Copyright (C) 2006 by Gene Easley"). This data file may not be used without the permission of Gene Easley for resale or the enhancement of any other product sold. This includes all of its content with the exception of a few brief quotations. Please give the following source credit: Copyright (C) 2006 by Gene Easley, Alamo, Texas.
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