It's a good day to die... or maybe not.

Can I see a show of hands? How many of you would like to die at work, sitting in a cube, processing paperwork or answering phones? No takers? Are you sure? Well, I heard of someone that passed away today at work. It's a sobering thought. You're sitting there and BAM! You check out and that's that. Your life is summarized in that moment. Whatever you accomplished or stood for is written in stone at that moment. You cannot add to or take away from anything you did or neglected to do during your life. I couldn't imagine putting years and years into doing paperwork or answering phones, and go out doing it. Not to diminish this person's existence, because everyone has infinite worth and family members will be mourning for her, (I'm going to seperate the situation from the person here) but what a waste! If my headstone says, "He worked in a cube for 25 years, doing someone else's work, and died there too", I will roll over in my grave. Me, I want to go down in a blaze of glory. I want my guns drawn, and charging the gates of the enemy. I don't want to fade away into oblivion. My guess, is that if this person was living for something real (whether somewhere else or with her work as her missions field) she would still be alive and kicking. Of course I don't know that, but having seen corporate culture, a lot of people lose hope for anything better in their life. The corporate life can breed depression. But for those that are obedient to God's call, and working hard to see God's kingdom come on this earth, Jesus promised, "Behold, I give you the authority to trample on serpents and scorpions, and all over the power of the enemy, and nothing shall by any means hurt you". For those that are doing His work, why would He allow them to be overcome, lest it should prove to a greater glory? That could be the case here. I hope so. But to sit and watch days, weeks, months, and years roll by in front of our eyes and to do nothing about it? No thank you. My guns are out, and I'm looking for that fight, that when I go down (whether today or in 70 years) I will know that I completed my task here on earth. May you come to that same place, for the harvest is many, but the workers are few. It's time to roll.