Life is a wondrous gift. I was not asked beforehand if I wanted to be born. Now that I am here, I am grateful for this tremendous gift. It is amazing how before I was not and now I am here. I could have just remained a clump of dust. Now, here I am a living, breathing human person. And my being here is not just some fleeting gust in the wind. I am a story, a journey, a quest. One with a beginning, a direction, a meaning and an ending. I am grateful of my present now. I have had many nows that have brought me here. These were my thousands of moments. Many were happy, some were sad. Some were difficult, others were easy. This morning, I woke up delighted because I still have a now.
Just reflecting on my life, I am aware I am part of a network of goodness. It is good to be alive. And I want to do good by my self, by others and by my Source. Life, for all the heartaches, is beautiful. It was not meant to be a burden nor a prison. It was meant to bring about my full flowering, my liberation. Even as I advance in years, there is that undying feeling within me that the best is yet to come.
Life is not by any means easy. I have had a good run but I have had my share of ups and downs, of winning and losing, of laughter and tears. At the end, what will I have to show for it? Will my story be worth telling and listening to? Or, has it been a wasted journey with nothing to show for the time (my now) and space (my here) I was given? If we are to live forever after death, my life story and the people I have met and related with should be interesting and inspiring to be replayed – over and over again – in eternity. Like some story one never tires of hearing or a movie one never tires of seeing or a song one never tires of singing.
Jesus said, ‘Again, the kingdom of heaven is like a net that was thrown into the sea and caught fish of every kind; when it was full, they drew it ashore, sat down, and put the good into baskets but threw out the bad. So it will be at the end of the age. The angels will come out and separate the evil from the righteous and throw them into the furnace of fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth.’