just breathe

Life is moving so fast. I blink and another day is gone. Gone, never to return to me.

When you're looking forward to something, you want it to come now, now, now! While it's happening, you wish time could just slow down. But like that, it's over. Now all you have is memories. And those stay with you forever. I have so many things coming up that I know will be memories I'll cherish, and I want to be able to embrace those opportunities with open arms. I want to be one of those old people who have the best stories, the ones who hand out wise advice with their fresh-baked chocolate chip cookies. The ones who don't have regrets. The ones who lived their lives for God and with abandon (i really like that phrase) and have taught their children, and their children's children to do the same. The ones who have made an impact on their worlds for the gospel. So, I want to live like that right now. I want to "make the most of every opportunity, because the days are evil."

I don't know what's down the road for me. I have my plans - my travels, my friends, my college, and so much more. But really, all that could change in a heartbeat. And honestly? Things won't go as I've planned. I know God well enough to know that he can...and will...move my life around until it's as he wants it. So for now I just breathe, knowing that with every breath, God gives me a chance to do something for him. And words cannot explain this deep, all-consuming devotion I have towards my God. He gave me life twice and continues to give it even after I stop breathing. He loves me in a way I'll never understand, and all I can do is try to love him in my weak and human way. Giving him my life was never a choice, it was the only option I've ever had. When I say, "I love Jesus," I realize that words are completely in vain as nothing can describe him and what I try to offer him. But, oh yes, I love my Jesus.