t-shirt from zazzle.comi want my life to be beautiful.
My mantra for at least the past decade has been: I want to be the best possible version of myself. Not perfect, but messy and passionate and constantly learning. Growing.
Along those lines, I'm observing Lent for the first time. At first, my goal for Lent was "To get my sh*t together." But I think my focus was wrong. So, I'm going to seek God--because when I seek God, my sh*t seems to gather itself together.
Today, Ash Wednesday, is a day for recognizing your mortality. Rather than sadness, I feel immense joy. Because while I come from dust and I'll return to dust, the life I live in between is going to be pretty kick *ss. There's freedom in realizing you only have one life, and that it will end. The pain isn't permanent. The mistakes we make as temporary humans, though they seem insurmountable to us, are chances for God to grow something beautiful. And though the joy isn't permanent either, it's the joy that reverberates through time.
I like to picture our lives on a spiritual plane. There's a whole realm operating at all times that we don't understand. I like to picture that realm in terms of light--our actions and thoughts that glorify God and serve others shine throughout time and space. Like those images of Earth from space at night, all the cities lit up so that you can see them even from space. As if each of those lights were people loving each other in real, active ways. Living a life whose light can even be seen from space.
I want to walk with God in a way that can be seen from distant galaxies.
"Showing no concern for the uncertainties that lie ahead is the secret of walking with Jesus." -Oswald Chambers
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