Will you be, Just A Thought?
Life is serious business, not something taken lightly; not even for a moment!
A breath is given and a final breath is taken one last time; then you are no more.
Yes you will be missed and some will mourn for you, but unless certain memories arise about you, a choke followed by a tear or two, then you become like a passing breeze. A feather in the wind; a twig brushing pass in a river.
Just a thought.
What kind of mark will you leave engraved on the hearts of those you have encountered. Would it be family only, or the mass of people you have passed on the street.
Did you smile first, causing the mountain of anger in ones heart to melt like wax?
How about the woman’s hand you comforted as she mourned; and you said not a word but spoke volumes into her life.
How about that child you took the time to read to; or the grown man you taught how to read.
The dog who followed you home and you gave him a home instead of sending him to the pound.
Did you engrave in the heart love, or did you engrain seed of hatred?
Did you engrave mercy, or did engrain the seed of selfishness?
Did you engrave compassion, or engrain the seed of hostility?
If you picture your life as a barn for seeds what kind of grain will be produced through you?
If you were a river bed, what kind of water will flow through you. If you were a cup, what kind of water will others drink from you?
Just a thought, I jotted down.