Ain't got time to die

When I was in university, our choir director once taught us a song:

Lord, I keep so busy serving my Jesus,
Keep so busy serving my Jesus,
Keep so busy serving my Jesus,
Ain't got time to die.

Coz it takes all of my time to praise my Jesus,
All of my time to praise my Lord,
If I don't praise Him, the rocks gonna cry out,
"Glory and Honour! Glory and Honour!"
Ain't got time to die.

At that time the song was catchy, nice, and very sing-along to. Loved it to bits. But as I grew, something kept standing out to me about the song. The person who sang that song was too busy serving Jesus, he didn't want to die. Hmmm... Too busy serving Jesus. And the next verse makes it all rather twisted. Serving Jesus took all of his time to praise Him. Apparently, he's been so busy serving Jesus, he didn't take time to praise Him.

There's two things that struck me in that song. First, the fact that He was too busy serving Jesus. Meaning that from the time he woke up to the time he went to bed, all he did was serve him. Serve Him while taking a shower. Serve Him while brushing his teeth. Serve Him while spreading the bread and making coffee.. Serve Him, serve Him, serve Him. Everything was service. To the point that dying was nowhere near an option. He'd rather serve him than meet him? Was it a good thing? Maybe. Maybe not. Paul says that for him, to live is Christ, but to die is gain. Was he feeling the same thing? I don't know. But from the looks of things, he was so caught up serving, that meeting Jesus was... not there.

Second, the fact that serving Jesus took all of his time praising Jesus. Kinda sad, if you ask me. It reminds me of Mary and Martha. When Mary was at the feet of Jesus, Martha was running around doing this and that, cooking, preparing, making meals (and don't ladies know this well?). It took all of her time to enjoy the presence of her guest. She didn't enjoy the beauty and joy that came along with being with Jesus. She didn't take time to praise and connect with Jesus, all she did was run around. And so did this person. So when the option of dying was floated, he was like: "I can't!! I've spent too much time running around, I can't die. I haven't even felt His presence, told Him how much I love Him, how much He means to me! I just can't die!!"

Sad, but true. We all spend too much time serving and doing things, that matter, yet don't matter. Let's take time to set things straight- take time to strengthen what we have with Jesus - and when the time comes we say, "Oh Jesus, here I come!"