Some days make you think about what really matters...Some days make you consider what you might do if you knew that today was your last day. I'm sure most of us would change something about ourselves, or make things right with someone, or do things that we always wanted to do in our heart of hearts...I'm sure most of us would savor every minute of that last day. It's funny how certain situations really inspire us to be better...Events in our lives that we consider tragedies can stir us to become completely different people, and can move us in ways that nothing else ever could. It's as though loss brings forth a new fervor for living, and a renewed passion for what we believe.
The thing about days like this is that eventually that feeling wears away, and most of the time we go back to living just as we did before. That stirring in us fades and we become sedate again, uninspired again, and content living the status quo.
I wonder what would happen if we could bottle days like this and take it out when we need it - if we could open that bottle when we see that we're taking life for granted...I wonder what would happen if we could generate that inspiration, that drive to be our best and to do what we know we should do. We know in our minds that each day is a gift, and yet that truth only hits us when reality strikes in someone else's life.
Today was one of those days for me...A day when things just seemed as though the world wasn't right. It made me consider the reality that we never really know when our time here will end; it made me consider how fragile any person is, no matter how strong or how young; it made me consider what I might do differently tomorrow. Today I saw a grieving father lift his hands in praise, and I hope I never forget that picture in my mind, so that maybe I truly can live as if each day was my last.
1 comments:
Melissa this is so true, great post!
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