"If only we could live in such a way that we wouldn't need a heaven." - Daniel Taylor
Have you ever taken time to watch how the sky changes the closer it is to the sun? It's one of my favorite things and probably the reason my eyesight is so poor at my age: sun damage. It's like an explosion. Every time someone takes a moment to say "hey" to that blazing ball in the sky, it responds with a combination of warmth and overwhelming emotion. I want to cry at it's beauty, scream at the world's tedium, jump for joy over love and life, all at once. I'm tellin' ya, it's painful and wonderful.
Words have always been an outlet for me, but there are more times than not that they feel insufficient, like this time. So I will say this:
I absolutely love breathing. It's wonderful, 'aint it?
Death sucks. But without it, I wouldn't be complete.
People are most often the answers to our prayers.
If I could do anything over, I probably wouldn't. That's as long as I don't think about that option for too long. ;)
I'm convinced we know how much we are loved after we are gone. It's never too late. Thank the Lord.
There is always work to do - today, tomorrow, and even after we are gone. If ever I am feeling unproductive or useless in ways that matter, I just need to get back to work. I'd better make it fun.
