I didn’t know him personally. I’d seen him around. Today, I saw him sitting in a cafe having lunch with my boss. He had a motorcycle helmet on the table next to him and when I saw it I immediately thought “that’s a seriously cool helmet.”
An hour later an accident with his motorcycle ended his life.
20 years old.
His whole life ahead of him.
It’s so senseless.
It’s so pointless.
It’s left me completely stunned and speechless. I know there’s nothing I can do for his friends and family to help ease the pain.
And it’s making me sit here tonight wishing my sons were here so I could hug them.
And I’m also convicted.
I’ve talked on this blog about how life is short. How we need to follow God and share Jesus.
I see it on other blogs. I hear it in sermons. I see it on Tweets.
We talk a good game about the importance of each day and our knowing that we never know when our time is up.
And then something like today happens and I realize how I really don’t live with the urgency that I know I need to have regarding sharing the gospel with people and with showing them Jesus.
It makes me realize those nights where I may spend a few hours playing a video game that I don’t need to waste my time like that.
Or the Saturdays when I just loaf around and watch TV.
Even the days when go on all day hikes.
Time is short.
We’re not guaranteed 20 minutes from now let alone tomorrow.
And I need to figure out how to change the way I do things in life to live with that sense of urgency.
I think perhaps a lot of us do.