Don’t take it for granted. Doctor’s look at the tongue to determine sickness of the body. We should look at the heaviness of one’s eyes for the sickness of ones heart.
When one’s eyes are soft, freedom abounds.
When one’s eyes are not, say something. You might be the only lifeline they got. As I see life, until that last breath is taken, it’s never too late. It’s never too late to…
- say your sorry
- say I forgive you
- say I love you
- say I believe in you
- say you can do it
- say you’re beautiful
My dad’s last words to me were I love you, too. His last words to my brother were I’m sorry. Life is short, don’t take it for granted. That next moment might be your last moment. For you, it will never be seen or thought of again this side of heaven. But for those who experienced it with you, it will live with them for the rest of their life.
Will you pass the baton of blessing or pass the baton of curse?
To understand it’s not too late, is to understand that this is your chance to make things right, makes things better, make things work. But, when it’s still about you, you will never recognize this chance until it’s too late. Don’t let you be your excuse. You will know you are heading towards it being your excuse when on the way there everyone else you can think of is your excuse.
Right now, stop what you are doing and consider this.. if this moment you were given a second chance, how would you spend it?
I believe in this fallen world, each breath we are given represents mercy and grace. With this, each breath can come to represent your second chance. I say this as to not to live that grace would abound, but that grace.. would abound. Perhaps to take full advantage of this second chance, one first must recognize the Giver of the second chance and begin to surrender fully to the Giver of this chance.
For how can we truly give to others that which we have yet to experience for ourselves?
Listen closely… I hear the Father whispering to your soul that He loves you, He forgives you, and He believes in you. Stop the fight. He’s calling you. Again I ask you to stop what you are doing and consider this.. if this moment you were given a second chance, how would you spend it? Second chances are not the time to play chicken with someone you have offended or even have been offended by. Second chances are for you to grab ahold of while armed with the high road of mercy and grace because you yourself have been touched deeply by mercy and grace. Ironically, it is this road to mercy and grace given to you which was attained by taking the low road some 2000+ years ago.
Chicken is a game people clouded by pride play. Sadly, with this posture, it doesn’t take long for this game of chicken to turn into a game of russian roulette.
Sometimes you wake up and realize that it’s not too late. When this is the case, know this… it is a blessing. Don’t take it for granted.