Life is Fragile

I am reminded this past weekend on how precious our lives are. How in a moment or instant we can be gone. Just with a snap of our fingers one person has probably passed away in this world. We hear statistics like: every minute that passes some one had died from AIDS, 1 in 4 babies will die from something really common – note these are made up statistics. But you get my point right? As I am writing this blog there may have been 10 people who have died right now in this world. I’m not saying its statistically correct or true but just think about it…

Some of us look at this and say wow, that is crazy then move on with life. Some of us will look at it and want to make a difference in the world and create a cause or awareness. Some of us will just stop and take time to pray.

But death really affects us when it happens to a family member, a family friend, someone we work with, someone who we see everyday. When it does we become sad. We go through the grieving stages and then slowly, painfully move on in life. We have to because we cannot bring that person back to this earth – no matter how hard we try, its impossible.

I realized though how precious our lives were when I found out that a girl I worked with at a previous job just passed away. I was in total shock and in total disbelief. I couldn’t believe what was going on – to know that someone who is younger than I is gone in just an instant. But this gave me flashbacks of the horrific phone calls I got 4 years ago this coming September, phone calls that rocked my life.

The first phone call was from my roommate’s mom, telling me that there was a car accident and my sister was involved. There were 3 other girls in the car and they were all rushed to the hospital unknowing of the conditions but it was a bad accident. I hung up the phone and prayed. I prayed that God would keep them safe and that everyone in the car would be safe and okay. That everyone would be alive. As tears were rolling down my face the second phone call came and it was my dad. He tells me my sister was all right but her best friend died, her best friend who I worked with for the entire summer and was gone. I couldn’t believe it. I didn’t want to hear it. I thought everything was fake. And as my dad and I hung up the phone I screamed to the top of my lungs “WHY HER GOD!” “WHY!”

I was mad, I was frustrated, I was in denial, I was upset with God. I just didn’t understand why. She was a good kid, she was an amazing woman, why her?

Which brings me back to this weekend – Why her God?

We will never understand the reasons why. We will never understand why the people we love; the people we know leave us. We never will get the answers we are looking for.  

I was really thinking this weekend about the young girls family. What they are going through and I just cannot imagine what it is like to know that a loved one is not going to walk through those doors again, to not say another ‘hello’ or an ‘I love you’ ever again. It almost happened to my family and tears roll down my face to ever think that I could have lost a sister.

We can never imagine what a family goes through when they lose a loved one, which brings me back to our lives being so precious.

We look at life and we sometimes, or most of the time, take it for granted. We do what we want and don’t have a care in the world what we do in this world. As long as we are living we are okay. But should we really take life for granted? Or live life to the fullest?

Shouldn’t we live a life where we do the best we can everyday to bring glory to God. To make Him happy for what we are doing in this world. In my view of life we should do what we can to bring people to God so that people can see how much He loves us. To make a difference in people’s lives, helping them through the struggles and the hardships. Making a difference in this world and showing that there are people who care and best of all that there is a God that cares for us.

Death is such a hard topic because it is so painful but a question that I have challenged myself with this weekend is:

“Do you want to live a life where people will remember what you did and will leave an impact in this world when you are gone?”

or

“Do you want to live a life that you just wasted and not leave a mark in this world?”

God wants me to dream big and I will continue to dream big and do what I can for Him each and every day. I will thank Him for a new day and do the best I can for Him everyday. This is just another reminder (even though it is sad) to live our lives to the fullest and give Him everything we’ve got each and every day. Know that through these sad times in our lives that God will comfort you and will always be there for you.

Cherish the moments, cherish the days and most of all cherish your life.