Of Life and Death, Day 328

We believe ourselves so superior and then we die. I know a man who's brain is dying. He's a successful wealthy retired businessman. His family became aware of the sickness when he began to acquire an odd cheery disposition. Each day it's as if he's delving deeper into drunkenness. At first the only sign was the euphoria. Then it became slightly difficult for him to walk and he'd fall sometimes. He gradually got weaker and started to slur his speech. In just a few short months the sickness has progressed so rapidly and it came out of nowhere.

Life is so short. The few waking moments we've been granted upon this beautiful planet are but a breath. Yet we twiddle them away in frustration, anger, and trivial worries about essentially meaningless things. Have you full capacity of your limbs?... Praise the Lord and use them. Are you able to skim through literature and comprehend what's written?... Seek out knowledge and truth and never stop seeking. Have you loved ones anywhere near you?... Appreciate them, enjoy them, pardon them their trespasses and seize the day! Today I can't help but set aside all that ales me. I am healthy. I am alive. All is well and I praise God for that!

Consider the lilies, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin; and yet I say to you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. If then God so clothes the grass, which today is in the field and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, how much more will He clothe you, O you of little faith? Luke 12:27-28