Do we really talk to the folks that matter? Or do we just talk over them some time in the future—at their funeral, or when we gather and commiserate and complain about how we never see each other, except at funerals and weddings?
And when it is our turn, our funeral, who will talk over us, telling one another what a great person we were, and how sad it was that we’d lost touch?
“Of course, we always exchanged Christmas cards.” They’ll exclaim.
I thought of my personal contact list and the number of months, even years since we’d spoken. Oh sure there is the obligatory Christmas card. I signed my name at the bottom of a page, breathed a sigh of relief and mailed that pile of stuff out. I should have saved myself the stamp.
When the heavenly hosts greet us, will they be saying the same thing?
“Too bad we lost touch… although you know; we always sent Christ-mas cards.
We have the opportunity to make a difference in someone’s life today. That someone will be so glad to hear from us. Why we might even reply to that Christ-mas card we got a while ago.
I was made very happy in the Lord that now you have revived your interest in my welfare after so long a time; you were indeed thinking of me, but you had no opportunity to show it.(Philippians 4:10, AMP)
Prayer – Oh Lord, we are ashamed for losing touch. Sorry. Here we are now!