Were I to Die....

Unfathomable. Unsearchable. That’s who my God is. My God beyond all compare. My God who is greater than all.

Why is it that on occasion I am suddenly filled with a deeper understanding of WHO God is? In all His power and might, I am suddenly astounded by His greatness. His power, wisdom, love…beyond all comprehension. The way He reaches out to me. Just the simplest thought that He puts within my mind; and then the sudden revelations that He jars me with. Like this story idea. “Were I To Die….” Is that truly what He wants me to write about? Can I do the story idea justice? Somehow, I believe that I can. Not on my own power, but through His strength. By His wisdom, imagination, and guidance, the story can actually come alive through my ink.

I was pondering tonight, what if I were to die today? Or tomorrow? What would people remember? Would they know how much I love them? Honestly, this puts a whole different perspective on life. Every moment counts. If I were to die tonight, would I have truly given my love to others? Why miss a moment to show another just how much you care? Even if it’s something as simple as a note, or a smile, or those three cherished words: “I love you.”

Were I to die tonight, God, what would I leave behind me? What would people remember when they heard my name, or saw my picture? As the funeral took place, what would be on their minds? The good? The bad? The sorrows? The joys?

What have I left behind me? What can I leave behind me each day to change a life? Is that not our purpose? Perhaps I am not gifted in many areas. Perhaps I am not a popular girl who has a lot of influence, but that doesn’t mean that I can’t make a difference in somebody’s life. Just a listening ear, a laugh, a hug…what does it matter as long as it helps to make life better for somebody? That is the purpose of my writing. That is the purpose (or it should be) of the things I do, of the words I say, of every single part of my life.

It’s not for my glorification or praise, but so that people can truly see Christ through me. Can they see His love? His joy? His concern and care? Can people see Christ through me? Can they see how He has impacted my life in such a way that I want to reach out and touch others with His love?

Oh, glorious future that awaits me! What do you hold? I know not how long you may last, but I do know that I want to use you wisely. Perhaps tomorrow is my last day…I am not afraid to die, but I have no desire to leave behind me a forgotten trail. I want people to know how much I love them. I want to make a positive difference in their lives. I want to live and communicate in such a way as that I would die with no regrets.

Were I to die tonight....