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No promise of tomorrow

I’m in St. Paul, Minnesota for the next two weeks presenting a teaching series. In just a few short days I’ve already met some amazing people. One is a young man named Ronald. Ronald is in the process of deciding what his life’s work will be. One evening we chatted over dinner about his possibility of becoming a nurse, physical therapist, or even a pastor. The conversation with Ronald reminded of several times in my life when I’ve been uncertain about my next move. The next day I received word that Ronald was in a car accident. He survived. A couple of scratches from the airbag were his only injury. When I finally had I chance to see the car it was proof that nothing but divine intervention allowed Ronald to walk away. He said that when he was losing control of the car he yelled out, “God save me!”

Prayer answered.

Life preserved.

Reality sinks in.

We can plan for the future all we want but tomorrow is not promised. Divine intervention is what allows us to make it from one day to the next. We are reminded that our lifespan is short even if we live to 80 or 90 years (Ps. 39:5)

You have been given the gift of life, how will you make the most of it today?

Revisited: Be Prepared

The snow is falling in southwest Michigan. I thought today would be a good day to reflect on a post that I wrote a month ago about waiting for the snow. Here’s the link: http://www.pierrecquinn.com/15/be-prepared/

The Cover Up

Woe to those who go to great depths to hide their plans from the LORD, who do their work in darkness and think, “Who sees us? Who will know?” Isaiah 29:15

One day I was preparing to head to a meeting. Looking at the clock I realized that I took more time lying in the bed than I should have. Glancing in my closet a noticed a clean suit. I took a quick shower and proceeded to get dressed.  That’s when I realized there was problem. I needed a dress shirt and the ones hanging in my closet were wrinkled. Time was now at a premium and I did what I normally do in moments like these. I ironed the collar of my shirt, the cuffs and the part that the tie wouldn’t cover. The rest of the shirt remained severely wrinkled. I would simply cover the shirt, and the wrinkles, with my suit jacket. On the outside things looked fine, but underneath things were a mess. Read More …