Look me in the eyes…
Moments are precious. Each passing second occurs never to be found again, yet always leaves a legacy that we rarely stop and see. We waste seconds like we have an endless supply of them. We love to talk about making them count, but allow distractions, apathy, and excuses to rob them and silence their worth. Selfishness is a predator that attacks our time and feeds on the moments that are only of value to us. If it puts us in a better position, if it benefits us in some way, if it makes us more comfortable, then we’re willing to take full advantage of those moments. We need to realize, selfishness is a liar. To think that our life is worth more than anothers’ is a fallacy that just adds more darkness to the world when we were made to be a light. Seconds are valuable, and each one should add life to ourselves and others. I’m not talking about the life of stuff and false pleasures as the world would want us to think. I’m talking about life that speaks hope, truth and love. Life that is humble, genuine, and pure. Life that is REAL. Life that can only truly be found and received through the source that created it. Life through Jesus Christ.
It is only when we fully realize that our seconds are written by Him and for Him, that we throw selfishness to the side, and meet every moment with the question; is this adding to life or taking from it….or in better words…does this glorify God or fall empty into the darkness? What we do in the moments He has blessed us with matter! Every second matters!
The question is, what will we let dictate our moments…selfishness or surrender? Surrender yields life where selfishness robs from it. Just recently, my soon-to-be-brother-in-law found himself with an opportunity. While many drive passed the homeless and down-on-their-luck, he stopped, choosing to make his seconds count. Upon doing so, he came face to face with a man that society has placed so many labels on, and looked him straight in the eyes and saw a person with different circumstances, but with just as much breath in his lungs as himself or anyone else. All they did was talk. A real, genuine talk where he was able to speak love, truth, and hope to this man…not for any selfish motive but to speak life to someone that the world tries to rob it from. My brother-in-law doesn’t know what long-term impact that short interaction will have, but he doesn’t have to. He just wanted to make his seconds count. He was surrendered not to his will, but to Gods. He didn’t do it out of selfishness or for his own fulfillment, but in humility recognizing that he is no better than anyone else (Philippians 2:3), and everyone matters to God (John 3:16). He loves us all so dearly (Romans 8:38-39) and has given each one of us life for a purpose, we just have to choose to find it. In the same way, God blesses us each day with seconds that have purpose attached to every tick of the clock, and again, we have to choose what to do with those seconds. Are we going to hold onto them and waste them or are we going to look each moment in the eyes and see its worth, and surrender, not to our will, but to God’s? Maybe it’s an encounter with a homeless man, maybe it’s a conversation with a co-worker or family member. Maybe it’s sacrificing resources or a weekend to impact someone else. Maybe it’s reaching out to someone who is hurting, buying someone groceries, or visiting with someone who is lonely. You just never know what opportunity each second will present you with, but God does, and through the surrender of ourselves, we start to understand more and more that every second matters. Let’s make them count.