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Rock of Ages is a hymn penned three hundred years ago by Reformed Anglican minister Agustus Toplady. The lyrics speak for themselves so my comments are not to interpret a message so eloquently conveyed but to only augment the brevity of those words, especially “this fleeting breath”.
We take for granted the breath we are blessed with. God breathed into man the breath of life and whether we live one day or a hundred years it is a transient connection to this thing we call life. Having had pneumonia a couple times I understand the importance of breathing; it’s all we have to cling to; it’s life itself.
We all have fleeting breath, all eight billion of us. Making sense of life is at best frustrating. Why are so many born only to die? We question God’s motives or reasons for the hopeless loss of breath, and the wretched condition the world finds itself in. “His ways are higher than our ways” is little comfort to a dying world.
You could say God has some explainging to do but who do we think we are demanding anything from God? God created an endless universe, we are but a speck of dust in His sight. I guess God is in that place men envy. God has all power, all glory, there is none else besides Him, no recourse to His edicts. We forget God is God. It is His air we breathe, His world we occupy, His creation. We are players in this maddening game of life.
He has given us the same choice He gave His Son; follow My will, if there was another way I’d surely give it to you. At the onset of creation all of this was planned. Though we partcipate in the plan we have no say in it. But actually we do have some sway with God. He says our problems is simple, we receive not because we ask not. Asking is personal, it’s verbal, it’s believing God for everything.
We’re too busy trying to make it on our own. A fleeting life never has to happen. Never.