I just recieved word the other day that a good friend of mine was in an accident with her sister.
Her sister died and she didn't have a scratch.
I don't have the details of what happened, but it really doesn't matter. Tomorrow is not promised to anyone. You never know when the day will come when the Lord will call you up. So this led me to believe that what if tomorrow wasn't promised to me? Death doesn't scare me, but it does make me think every so often. I'm surrounded by it daily since I work in healthcare. Quite honestly it's exhausting.
But everyday, I've got to live my life like it's my last. Choose to be happy. Choose to live. Choose to dream.
I hope I don't leave this earth having the shoulda, woulda, coulda's. It wouldn't be fair to myself. So right now, I'm focused on finding me and unearthing me. This means specifically ridding myself of this weight and the need to feel hidden from life. I'm choosing to live. Because life isn't promised to me tomorrow.
Choose to dream. Then dream big and dream the impossible.
My Big Bite
12 years ago
Such a wonderful entry ... I was thinking yesterday while I was riding that I could get hit by a car and killed.. and then I thought "or I could get killed driving to work, or suffer a brain anyerism, etc." ... at least I'm LIVING right now.
ReplyDeleteDang. I know how you feel, babe. I just want to make sure I'm ok with my time spent here, no mater when I have to leave.
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Poof, this is an awesome message. Very strong - sometimes we need to be reminded to live our lives to the best we can and enjoy it in the process. Thanks for this - it is very timely.
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