Ready or Not
Last weekend I started thinking about the St. Louis marathon in April and I realized that I am not on track. I am not on schedule. The holidays along with my reluctance to run outside in the cold has slowed my running progress. I thought to myself Iím not ready.
This week my dermatologist injected cortisone into my nose and now I have to wait three weeks to find out if I need a biopsy. He would rather try this and see if I had a disturbed follicle than to scar my nose with a biopsy. Now I have to share with you that last fall he treated me for a precancerous spot and I had hoped this would be nothing to worry about. Nope, unfortunately it could be something more serious, or maybe not. My Dad has skin cancer and Iíve watched him have it treated for the last 20 years. In fact, my skin is much more like my Dadís than my Momís so you would think that I would have heeded the warnings and always wore sunscreen. You would think, but no, I ignored this risk.
Anyhow I was sitting in church thinking about not being ready for the marathon and not being ready for cancer or to die when I found myself remembering this verse that I heard while listening to the daily audio bible podcast last week. The verse is from Genesis 5 and in an odd way I found it comforting.
21 When Enoch was 65 years old, he became the father of Methuselah. 22 After the birth of Methuselah, Enoch lived in close fellowship with God for another 300 years, and he had other sons and daughters. 23 Enoch lived 365 years, 24 walking in close fellowship with God. Then one day he disappeared, because God took him. Genesis 5:21-24
So Enoch disappeared because God took him. Wow pretty cool, but honestly one day each of us will disappear and I realized that this will be because God takes us. I found this encouraging because while I may not be ready, God will.