Just some musings
Life has been interesting. I've nearly died so many times and when I look back upon all the points I could potentially snuffed it, I can only stand in amazement. The first car wreck would have seen me in hell, as I did not yet know Jesus. It really is best to meet your maker here. At that point I was into the occult, and daily seeing things that were just not right. Then we'll flash forward a few sweeping misses of the scythe to my prolonged hospital stay. Got to love the flesh-eating virus shacking up with a pneumonia. Cute. Miserable and perfectly willing to go home, yet, in that one moment as that final grain of sand was sliding down my hourglass -- in that long, long moment, I prayed to stay. Look what I would have missed if I didn't have the will to ask God for a little more sand. I would have missed finding out who I really am. I would have died a construct of others hands. I would have missed helping build a church, and the human treasures I've met along the way. I would have never met my love Talin, or seen her metamorphosis into the woman of my dreams. And greater things are yet to come. Enjoy your sand, don't clutch it. As it slips through your fingers, write something in it. Sculpt it, make a castle. Leave something behind in it for those who'll follow you. And as you walk out your days appreciate them. Don't let one go by without blessing someone, or telling someone you love them. I have such hopes for the future. But I spend my time in the now, hurrying to love. And blessing sweet Christ for whatever measure of time He's given me. I intend to spend it extravagantly, and invest it wisely.