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Life is but a vapor..


Stop acting as if life is a rehearsal. Live this day as if it were your last. The past is over and gone. The future is not guaranteed.”-
Wayne Dyer

When I saw this quote today, it rang so true for the events that have happened over the last week. None of us have a future that is guaranteed, but we live our lives as if we do. You go to bed one night, wake up the next morning, and poof your life, as you knew it is over. Doesn’t matter how old you are.

I know I am guilty for it, because hey thinking about death is not so fun! I read an article not to long ago that said something to the effect of “if there is no God, and we just “poofed” here, and we are the ever evolving ape person, than what is the point of life at all? (I totally paraphrased that!)

Some may say that is a little drastic thought process, but to me…made perfect sense. I cannot imagine living my life based on no faith, no hope, no purpose, etc…what would be the point? And I know I cannot wrap my mind around the ever after, but I do know that it has not been me that has carried me through the times where I was in the bowels of hell, and thinking I would never make it out.

I choose to believe. I don’t push it on others, because, again it is a choice. A personal one. When I try to make myself live as if it is my last day, I will be honest; it almost sends me into a panic attack! Not necessarily for the fear of dying (there is that though), but because I know that I will be called to be accountable for all I have done and not done. I think sometimes that is why some don’t want to believe in God. If they do, that means change, and who really wants to change?

I don’t want my legacy to be like my parents. I don’t want to be known for what I had or didn’t have, but for what I stood for. None of this stuff around me means anything when I die, yet I spend how much time collecting and consuming?

How long will I hang on to old hurts? Pain? Unforgiveness? I know those memories just don’t disappear, but it is not going to benefit me in this life to consume myself with things I cannot change. So, I will keep plugging away at being who I am called to be, and not what others think I should be.

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