I attended a funeral today. As I sat there, I begin thinking and reflecting on my own life. Life is so precious. Life is like a vapor. Think, we are born; however, one day we will die. The thought of this can make you feel some type away. It is indeed a reality. That’s something to ponder on, isn’t it? We must learn to live each day to the fullest. And I ask myself a question, “how do you do that?” My answer, “by making every day count.” Listen, we will have trials, tribulations, and problems; however, you make each day your best. Even while in the midst of negativity, live. No one can live your life for you. Each day we breath is a gift. Cherish life.
I want to live my best life. My heart’s desire is to live a life that is meaningful. I desire and I will help someone along my journey by empowering them to be better and helping someone to overcome the very thing in their life that has them captive. At times people need a jolt, help, a hand, a smile, and a sweet whisper telling them, you can make it. We have a choice each day to live freely or to live a life of complaints or misery. Friends, my thought to you, live freely. Try. Never stop trying, I get it, at times life can deal you a hand that you would rather give back, It’s your hand; therefore, make it better. One thing about life, you have to walk it out through faith.
It’s simple but complicated at times nevertheless live your best life.