I hope you wouldn’t be sad for me.
In the scheme of things, the moment someone’s life leaves their body is just that, it is a moment. A moment in the midst of all the things that add up to their life, the achievements they attained, the impact they imbued, the words they whispered, the actions they actualized, the foods they fancied, the people they appreciated, the inspirations they entertained, the interactions they incited, the passions they preferred - all of these things collectively define a person’s life. When that life ends, those things still define them. The moment that our Earthly life ends does not override everything that person meant through their daily actions summed up. I think to focus on the end is a shame. To recognize the end and celebrate everything else that happened in between the beginning and the end is frame of mind that we should have. Everything I do, I attempt to do with meaning, purpose, impact. I see myself as a risk taker, but I calculate everything I do based on the sustainable affect it can have. I seek what is good, what can be made good even if it isn’t yet “good”. I think like this because I can’t afford to think any other way after what I saw in Kenya. I feel, how could I live a life focused on me and what I can see, when I know and have experienced relationship with people who had nothing and yet still chose to live for other people? Though I cannot see them around me anymore, they are still there in Kenya as they are. I cannot see with my eyes, but I can see with my heart. If I died today, I hope you wouldn’t be sad for me. I live not for myself. I live to bring more of Jesus, more of justice, more of restoration to the brokenness and blindness that we (including me) live in. When it comes to this I don’t have 20/20 vision, but I yearn to see more clearly. To see with my heart, not with my eyes. Our eyes are always deceiving us, and we hardly bother to look past the first layer. If I died today, the work of my hands on Earth would come to a stop. But you shouldn’t see it as things left miserably unfinished. Our work on Earth will always be unfinished. Our work is only finished when we enter into another realm, where all sadness and sin evaporates, where the fullness of grace and things as they should be rain down in torrents. I look forward longingly to that place. Until then, I will live my life for so much more than just me. And when my life ends on this side of eternity, I hope you won’t be sad for me.
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