Recently I came across a very profound quote “Our fingertips don’t fade from the lives we’ve touched.” So today I happened to be working late.. Deadline menace 😓. My boss had attended a wake service of one of the Moi Girls victims; a bubbly girl known as Bubbles and she came with the eulogy. I spared a few minutes to read through the tribute section to see what people had to say. It was heartbreaking reading all the love that was expressed in their very deliberate choice of words. I could feel it through their words. Unfortunately she didn’t get to read that.. I however hope that she had an idea of how much she was loved. It left me wishing that I had an opportunity to meet this amazingly wonderful girl.
This got me thinking.. Considering my days here on earth are numbered, what would people say about me in the event of my demise? Would my absence in their lives be felt or for them it would be life as usual? Would they miss me? Would there be people who’d wish they had met me? How much influence do I have in the lives of the people around me?
Given the temporary nature of my life, I hope when that day comes, I will have had my fingerprints engraved in the lives of the people in my life.. I hope that in light of eternity I will have been a good ambassador for Christ and in that day, God will acknowledge me as a good and faithful servant having been a vessel through which His presence on earth was felt pertaining to love and godliness.
Like David I pray,
So teach us to number our days, that we may get us a heart of wisdom
Psalm 90:12
