A couple years ago, doctors said I have premature ventricular contractions (PVCs) or irregular heartbeats. Because of this condition, I’m reminded everyday that I’m one heart beat away from leaving this life. It makes me focus on how I’m living each moment.
If my heart stops now, will the last thing people say I was doing glorified Jesus or brought shame on his name? Was I being true to my calling and a witness to my Savior or was I being a hypocrite caught in some final secret sin forever labeling me a self absorbed wanna-be-Christian? Was I serving the least of these or serving myself?
My heart reminds me daily that death is near. This may frighten some, but I see it as a gift really. When I go, may it be in a way that people say, “Wow, that guy really was all about Jesus.” I want my death to be a reflection of how I lived my life–with love and passion because of the love and passion Jesus has for me and for all of us. At that moment, I want people to look within and ask themselves, “What am I living for?”
“Only one life, ’twill soon be past,
Only what’s done for Christ will last.
And when I am dying, how happy I’ll be, If the lamp of my life has been burned out for Thee.”