Mankind had it good in the beginning. No death. No sin. And God walked beside us and spoke directly to us. And then we committed a tragic mistake and sin entered the world through us. Death appeared. Physical and spiritual death. And all of the ugliness that comes with it.
A few days ago we were reminded that we are not promised our physical life for any specific amount of time. We do not and cannot know the number of our days. A good friend of the ministry of WorldVenture Ghana passed from the physical world. It was unexpected. It was sudden. And we are saddened. Francis Doomson was a friend of many. He could be counted on and trusted to navigate the cultural land mines our ministry could step on. He was a leader. Our ministry and our lives are left with a hole in them. He will be sorely missed.
We have many wonderful memories of Francis. His infatuation with Hulk Hulgan. His lecture of Dada Boat about how long it takes to drive to the boarder of Burkina Faso. His tender care of all of our short-term teams. On one occasion we were hiking in a slippery area and our daughter found her footing difficult in the shoes she had chosen to wear. Francis made her take his shoes and he wore hers so that she could walk safely along. He was always serving people like that.
Only the Lord knows the number of our days. On a personal level, Francis’ death is a reminder that we need to live on mission for Jesus Christ every moment of every day. Never missing an opportunity to give witness about the hope we have. We never know if the person we are with or we ourselves may be about to breathe our last physical breath. His death brings sadness, awakening, purpose, intentionality, renewed focus, and joy. Sadness and joy together? Yes, we are saddened that he is no longer with us here but joyful to have known him in this life and that he is today before the throne of God, where we look forward to joining him when the number of our days has passed.
Behold, you have made my days a few handbreadths, and my lifetime is as nothing before you. Surely all mankind stands as a mere breath! Selah (Psalm 39:5)
“Hear my prayer, O Lord, and give ear to my cry; hold not your peace at my tears! For I am a sojourner with you, a guest, like all my fathers.” Psalm 39:12
For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die; (Ecclesiates 3:1-2a)
And just as it is appointed for man to die once, and after that comes judgment, (Hebrews 9:27)