Friday, June 14, 2013

The Doorkeeper

A man in my village died, and the verse they will give for his funeral program is a valiant one...'I have fought the good fight, finished the race, kept the faith.'
I sat thinking of how surreal it is that one day he is here and the next he isn't, and of course that's when we all start to reflect on our own timeline. For all I think I've done and seen,  the Bible says I'm but a puff of smoke, just in case I get to thinking I'm too big for my britches... 
That said I think I have my verse figured out for when my day rolls around, it's from Psalm 84:10, the latter half, to keep it short and sweet... 'I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God than dwell in the tents of the wicked.'

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