Some of you have asked when I was going to update my blog again. Well, I have finally decided to sit down and write. Believe it or not, ever since I was diagnosed with a brain tumor in February, Kara and I have been the busiest we have ever been in our lives. We used to be the boring people that sat together every night and watched TV. Now we have something to do most every night and it has gotten to the point that we don’t have very much free time. In fact I came home from work on Monday and put my pajamas on at 5:30. Kara asked what I was doing, I said I am going to go get in the bed and sit there till we go to sleep, and I did. But during all of this hustle and bustle, both Kara and I have had time to talk to others about their lives, serve the Lord in ways we had never thought of before, and been able to get to know each other more.
There is this thing that has been on my mind for several days that I thought I would share with you. It is an analogy that hopefully will not be a wasted one and one that you cannot relate to so forgive me in advance if it does not make sense. I was thinking about my life the other day and basically the time it has taken to get to this point. So many days have passed since being born and so many memories formed some good and some bad. I will be 44 on December 12, and looking back I see the biggest mistake is a pre-conceived notion of how long I have left in life. I liken it to a gas gauge in a car. We start out at full when we are born, then we base life choices on where that needle is on the gauge. In our twenties, we look at the gauge and it may be around ¾ a tank. So we say,” hey I can live like a college student for a while more.” Then we get to around my age, in our forties, and see that the gauge is around ½ a tank. We start worrying about having enough money to retire on, how to pay for our kids college (For those of us that had our children in our thirties) and we start looking at our life more seriously and wonder what life is really about. If we are Christians, a lot of us start looking at maybe we should start taking our Christian life serious. Start praying more, start serving more, and so many more things that we have probably only half-way did because we still had half a tank to go. I know I have done this, and I regret it. Know why? Because the bottom half of the tank isn’t the same as the top half. I have had many cars in my life, way too many. But one thing I have noticed is how the gauge in the cars have all been different. But one thing I have found on those cars is that the “top” half of the tank is never the same as the “bottom” half. Most of mine had a larger top half than a bottom half. This is true about life. Just because you are at ¾ or ½ don’t expect that to be a true indicator of how long you have left. My father has become the oldest Elmore to live in our family lineage. His father and grandfather both died in their 50s and 60s. My father is now 79. I have always kind of lined up his life with mine and thought I would follow right along behind him into my 80s. This year I have found that out the hard way. Where I thought I was at mid-life, I could actually be at end-life. Those plans of serving God that I had for the future, when I had more time, could be wiped out. The time I have spent to get to this point was more bench sitting than serving God. Yes I am a Christian, but I did not serve as I should have. Don’t let the needle be your guide, it is not correct. You may or may not have the time you think you have. Spend more time serving our Lord now, not later. Spend more time with your family now, not later. Pray more now, share your testimony now, visit your neighbors now……time is not on your side.