“So Joseph died, being a hundred and ten years old: and they embalmed him, and he was put in a coffin in Egypt.”
Newsflash: Everybody dies.
Now I know, on the one hand, that seems painfully obvious. On the other hand, I meet people almost every day who have seemingly forgotten this basic fact of life. They act as if they have all the time in the world to worry over the smallest of things. They plan their daily activities as if their social status, or the size of their bank accounts, or the latest project at work, or their social plans for the evening, are what life is all about. Some, sadly, worry more about where their next drink or fix will come from than anything else. It is human nature, I suppose, to fill our days with things that are far less profound in nature than pondering life and death, though, for many around the world, that is all that consumes them – day to day survival.
For those of us not living in war zones – we have the luxury – of worrying about lesser matters.
It doesn’t change the newsflash one bit: everybody dies.
So, the real issue before us – the real thing that matters – is how we will live. Will we leave a legacy that speaks of high values, deep faith, profound love, sacrificial giving, and other such important things?
Will we just waste out time – our life – on lesser matters? Will we make every day, every hour, every minute count?
These are the questions I ponder as I come to the end of my reading of Genesis. The patriarch Joseph lived a life that mattered – that was a testimony to his deep faith and love for God. His life, and many like it, can inspire us to keep our priorities straight. We can aspire to aim high and love and serve God rather than getting bogged down in minor affairs of this world.
In the end – we all die. That is really not news at all.
How we lived – that is what matters most of all.