“I’m sorry but you will lose it…” A dentist told me about a tooth for which I went to see her. She took some x-rays and told me that I will eventually lose it. It would be the 4th tooth I would lose. I guess I didn’t inherit my mother’s good teeth. She’s pushing 80 and she has lost none…

One day a doctor will tell me, “I’m sorry but you will lose it,” and it won’t be about my tooth but about my life. Perhaps a year, a few months or a few days more from that point on? But it’s only a matter of time that I will lose it. And so will you no matter how healthy and vibrant you seem to be now.

I don’t mean to get you down with these thoughts at all. What I’m really looking forward to is getting a new body. Every time I look in the mirror, I think to myself, “Thank goodness, I’m getting a new body!” And it will be perfect, imperishable, and beautiful.

I do wonder what unbelievers look forward to. As they look death in the face, where do they find hope? As their bodies are deteriorating and their senses become numb, who do they turn to for comfort and peace?

You can call me weak. But I’d rather be weak and lean on the Strong One than to try to be strong and lean only on myself when I have no control over myself or the circumstances or the future.

Jesus came because you and I couldn’t save ourselves.

Lean on Him. Hope in Him. In Him is eternal life and the restoration of our bodies.

PH