Steve Jobs, the charismatic co-founder of Apple was dying. Surrounded by his family the cancer-stricken Jobs’ breathing was labored. His sister, Mona described the sound as if he was on an arduous journey. “He seemed to be climbing,” she said.
He would only live a few more hours.
As his condition deteriorated, his breathing changed. “I could feel him counting his steps, pushing farther than before,” she said. “Death didn’t happen to Steve, he achieved it.”
When the time finally came, he looked at his children, then to his wife, Laurene. Then his eyes locked in over their shoulders past them, and he uttered his final words: ‘Oh wow. Oh wow. Oh wow.” The man remembered as a brilliant visionary had just seen something no one can possibly imagine.
It takes no courage to be an optimist, but it takes a great deal of courage to have hope. ~ Rabbi Jonathan Sacks
This is an interesting time to be alive. The clocks seem to be moving faster. Tiny grains of sand race through the narrow hourglass like never before. Our hearts are homesick, and people are desperate for relief.
A “friend” from high school messaged me one day out of the blue challenging me for posting my faith on social media. His words frightened me. He boldly, confidently and unabashedly told me that he too once believed what I believe, but he has since found “truth.” At first, I was angry. How dare him? But that anger quickly turned to sadness. Honestly, I don’t have time for unbelief. The sand is dwindling. Our breathing is labored.
I want to spend my time on good things, and there are plenty of them. My eyes are fixed on my children and my wife.
And one day I’ll look over their shoulders, past them and see something else – something astonishing.
Oh wow. Oh wow. Oh wow.