Yesterday I listened to a chapter from The Imitation of Christ fittingly titled, “Meditation on Death”. The subject was how, in our life, our attention should be on our death. Our life is short and none of us knows when God will take us home. Death is eternal as is our soul. Instead of worrying about the struggles in life, we should trust God to take care of them as we attend to the status of our souls. Instead of grasping at and desiring the things in this world that may bring momentary pleasure, we should strive to amend our lives and draw near to Christ who can provide eternal joy and peace. It was a lot to take in as I pondered the directions. This morning when I was taking a quick shower, I slipped on the wet floor of the bathtub. My body went into all out panic mode, but I was able to catch myself. I immediately thanked my guardian angel for keeping me upright. Then, the words from the book came to my mind. I know people slip and fall in the bathtub resulting in death. I could have too. But I didn’t. The experience brought yesterday’s meditation on death suddenly very personal. I resolved to try better to remember that my life is short and I would do well to live each day close to God.

I Found God today realizing the need to meditate on death.