There is a blog out of England that I have been following recently written by Adrian Sudbury, a 25 year old journalist dying from a rare form of leukemia. There are no more treatments left to offer him and his body is slowly fading away. He has done an amazing job documenting this tragedy and all the ways it affects his life and the people around him.
It is amazing to read a person’s thoughts and emotions as they watch their life slowly ending after only 25 years. I am assuming that Adrian does not have a relationship with Jesus due to never reading anything that would hint he does. The idea that he knows his life is ending (which all of ours will eventually) and not knowing what is coming is a very disturbing thought for me. I have thought of commenting and asking him his thoughts on the afterlife and where he stands. He has to be thinking about it all the time as he lies in bed barely able to move, talk or breath. But I feel so detached from him and am just an observer of potentially one more soul that dies without knowing Christ. It happens every day, every hour, every minute. Reading his blog just makes it more of a personal reality in my life. I feel burdened by the many times I passed up opportunities to share Christ and the thought that now they may be steps away from death just like Adrian is. Death will come to all the people we know, every co-worker, neighbor, starbucks barista, Barnes and Noble book slave, Chipotle burrito maker, friends, acquaintance, distant relative, and friends of friends.
Am I going to be unashamed of truth? Am I going to be a light in a dark world?
And the real question: Am I going to be obedient?