Things are happening.
In Minnesota right now + the last couple years.
Teenagers & young adults are dying by disease, by cars and by suicide.
Here one moment gone the next.
It's sad to say that we, as humans, don't realize how important life really is until someone else loses theirs.
We live our lives day to day thinking we'll always have a tomorrow, but life itself has no guarantees.
Jesus did, however, guarantee us life beyond the grave, when we live for him.
One day I will have a headstone and it will read, "1993-_ _ _ _"
The numbers will mean nothing, but the dash will mean everything.
I find myself asking, "what am I doing with my life?"
"What is my dash going to be worth."
I wake up everyday and have somewhat of a routine. Same thing day to day and week week. Soon a year is gone and what have I done?
Sure I've grown in my relationship with God and I've made significant steps toward my own dreams, but have I lead someone else to find theirs?
Have I shared the love of God, the truth to anyone?
These people I see everyday have become so expected that I forget they may not be here tomorrow.
And people that I've encountered only once, I may never see them again, so words cannot be left unspoken.
I think to myself, "Could I be more selfish?"
This love that gets me through the day and promises me life in heaven is meant for everyone.
No one is supposed to spend eternity in fire.
If I truly love people, what on earth am I doing?
So today, I am choosing to never let a day slip through the cracks.
To make my dash something Jesus would be proud of.
"Dear children, let us not love with words and speech, but with actions and in truth." 1 John 3:18
Love 100%
Comfort Zone 0%
Life is so fragile.
Time is precious.
We are never guaranteed another moment.
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