“Every morning in Africa, a gazelle wakes up, it knows it must outrun the fastest lion or it will be killed. Every morning in Africa, a lion wakes up. It knows it must run faster than the slowest gazelle, or it will starve. It doesn’t matter whether you’re the lion or a gazelle-when the sun comes up, you’d better be running.” by Christopher McDougall, Born to Run
A while back I watched a documentary about wild hunting dogs in Africa. These dogs are very beautiful and are sometimes called the “painted hunting dog” because of their beautiful colors. The reason for the documentary was to show the hunting techniques of the dogs. The dogs will line up along a path, strategically waiting short distances from one another for about a mile. Then one dog will pick out the prey and chase them into the path heading toward the other dogs. As the prey passes one by one, each dog will fall in line for the chase. The dogs just keep a steady pace swapping out the lead. After a while the prey will eventually slow, giving the lead dog a chance to nip at the legs further slowing it down. Then one by one each dog comes in until the prey gives out of energy and gives into the chase.
Why you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes. James 4:14
Recently we were at a family and friends gathering for a summer holiday, there were a small group of friends and relatives that came to enjoy the fun, fellowship and food. We set up a water slide and a small pool in the backyard for the children, while inside there was cool air and lots of food. The grandchildren along with other children played from the time the waterslide was set up until just about dark. As the day was coming to a close, we had to run the children off the waterslide in order to take it down. Then we started drying them off getting them ready for a fireworks show. They were so disappointed to see the fun come to a close. They were all trying to devise how to make the day last just a little longer. They were asking if they could spend the night with each other, anything to keep the fun that was fading fast, alive.
I remember watching their faces sink as I pulled the plug on the air blower that kept the slide inflated. Time seemed to slow down as I watched the smiles on their faces deflate as the slide turned into a pile of wet cloth. What once was a castle streaming with a seemingly never-ending flow of water, glowing from the laughter and fun, now lay on the ground lifeless.
“I was in the Virgin Islands once. I met a girl. We ate lobster, drank piña coladas. At sunset… *That* was a pretty good day. Why couldn’t I get *that* day over, and over, and over…” Phil Connor “Groundhog Day”
The children couldn’t comprehend why the day should end. The parents were already discussing the trials of early morning jobs. Everyone was almost in panic mode, cleaning before the sunlight was gone. The time for fun and frolic was over and now life would get back to…life.
“Well those drifters’ days are past me now, I’ve got so much more to think about Deadlines and commitments, What to leave in, what to leave out” “Against the Wind” – Bob Seger
This life will sometimes feel endless, day after day of working, trying hard to survive. Each family has their own set of demons to deal with. There are those that struggle with finances, while others struggle with health, each person has their own circumstances of stress and concerns. Most days, we are glad to see come to an end, we get tired and are ready to find a quiet place of restful sleep. Each day stacks on top of another as it turns into an endless dream, a blur of trying to navigate the treacherous roads and tasks before us.
We start out life’s path with youth on our side, we think how easy it is to outrun our problems, but then we catch a glimpse of the predators as they are lined up for the chase. Age is usually the first to come out at a slow but steady pace. We pay little attention at first, but then realize more predators are joining the hunt. So, what started out as easy, begins to wear us down, stress, health, all of the life issues start coming out and piling on as we grow weary from the chase.
“Now don’t hang on, Nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky It slips away, And all your money won’t another minute buy” Dust in the Wind, Kansas
One day this world, our world will end. As it does, we will be able to look back over all the things, that we thought were so important. Overpaid sports figures, actors, politics, houses, cars, things…the fan that blows and keeps our perceptions of this life inflated will be unplugged, all the air will be let out of everything. We will then be able to see this world from an eternal perspective.
“It’s a dream
Only a dream
And it’s fading now
Fading away
It’s only a dream
Just a memory without anywhere to stay”
It’s a Dream, Neil Young
We try to keep memories and people alive forever, we name highways after them, buildings, ball fields, stadiums, and the list goes on. Yet eventually no matter how important they are or how many statues erected to their memory, they will be gone. The memory of the person will die when the last person that was alive and knew that person dies. I have watched my parents’ lives come to an end, eventually, my children will watch my life end. Eternity is written in our hearts, we want people, days, things, to last forever, we need them to last, but they all end,
And the city had no need of the sun, neither of the moon, to shine in it: …for there shall be no night there. Revelation 21:23-25
The cape dogs hunt to survive another day, its prey runs faster so it can survive another day, the world turns as we go to work by the sweat of our brow, to survive another day. This was not a part of God’s original design for our lives. We were designed to live forever in a world of endless days, wherein the cool of the evenings we could join our Creator having fun, food, and fellowship. Where the stress we feel in this life does not exist, pain, health not a factor. There is a world that is coming where there will be no more night, we will live in the never-ending day.
“Oh, they tell me of a home far beyond the skies Oh, they tell me of a home far away Oh, they tell me of a home where no storm clouds rise Oh, they tell me of an unclouded day
Oh, the land of cloudless day
Oh, the land of an unclouded sky
Oh, they tell me of a home where no storm clouds rise Oh, they tell me of an unclouded day
Oh, they tell me of a home where my friends have gone Oh, they tell me of that land far away Where the tree of life in eternal bloom Sheds its fragrance through the unclouded day”
Unclouded Day, Josiah Kelley Alwood