A great change

(Thomas Watson, "Until My Change Comes")

"All the days of my appointed time will I wait
 until my change comes." Job 14:14

That is, I will wait until my death comes.

Death, whenever it comes, makes a great change.

Death will make a certain change; there is no
avoiding it. "No one can live forever; all will die.
No one can escape the power of the grave!"
Psalm 89:48

It is neither strength, nor courage, nor any worldly
grandeur—which can exempt from death. The godly
must die, as well as others. Though death does not
destroy the treasure of grace—yet death breaks the
vessel that this treasure is in. We are not so sure to
lie down in our beds—as we are to lie down in our
graves! Our days are certain to God—but they are
uncertain to us. The Lord alone, knows how long our
hour-glass will be running. For all we know, there are
but a few sands more to run. Life may expire in an
instant. When we breath out—we never know
whether we will ever take a breath in again!

Death will make a visible change. One scarcely knows
their friends, they are so disfigured by death! The eyes
are hollow, the jaws are fallen; death carries away all
the goodly spoil of beauty. It changes a living body, into
a foul carcass, Psalm 39:11, "You make his beauty to
consume like a moth." Take a body of the finest spinning,
once death like a moth gets into it, it consumes all the
luster and glory of it. Death puts the body into such a
frightful state—that nothing can desire it but worms!

Death will make an unalterable change. As the
tree falls—so it lies to eternity. Death is a change
which puts us into an unchangeable condition.

"It is appointed unto men once to die—and after
 that to face judgment." Hebrews 9:27