I was in my sewing room and heard something walking on the roof, and I could tell it wasn’t a squirrel. I ran downstairs as quickly as I could to catch the culprit, and there it was, as black as night, a buzzard! I had to run clear across to the neighbor's yard to see it, and then I saw another one standing only a few feet from me. The woods beside my house was full of them, something had died, and they were cleaning up the mess. They seem disgusting, but they aren’t there to hurt anyone, they only eat what is dead, unlike hawks, and owls, who take their prey alive. They were very interesting to see up close, and seem perfectly groomed with every feather in place, and glistening in the sun.
Death is inevitable, we all have a clock that is ticking away, and when our time is up, we will meet our maker. We can’t prolong it; God is in charge of our time, and it will be up when he sees fit. However, we live on in eternity, but where we spend it depends upon the decision we make in the here and now. Thankfully, I’m writing to those who have chosen wisely, and will spend eternity with Jesus. I’m blessed to call you my friends and brothers and sisters in Christ. Don’t worry about tomorrow, our days are kept by Jesus, and he will care for us all the days of our lives.
"Jesus said to him, “I am the way, and the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me." John 14:6
"So teach us to number our days that we may get a heart of wisdom." Psalm 90:12