The grass withers, the flower fades when the breath of the Lord blows on it; surely the people are grass. The grass withers, the flower fades, but the word of our God will stand forever.
~Is 40:7-8
Today I was reminded how short and fleeting life is. As I heard the news of a well loved relatives passing. I immediately felt regret. I loved this one so much but never took the time out of my busy schedule to make sure and see her before she passed on. It is not that I didn't have opportunity, no I even took the time off, yet I was much to lazy to actually go see her. Why, because I was afraid. Instead of caring for other people. I only cared for myself. I said it would be too awkward to go see someone that I love because her close family will be there and what if I make a bad impression. Was it better to stay and never be able to say "I love you" to her ever again? I think not, but is that the decision I made? Here I am regretting that decision. I tell myself it wasn't my fault. My car wouldn't have made it. I double booked myself, and I have an easier obligation to fulfill closer to home. I was tired, I have been working too many hours and now have an open weekend to rest. So many excuses created by my mind to make me feel better. Yet here I lie, crying because of my regret.
I tell myself this will be the last time. I will make time for those I care about. I will go the extra mile even if I feel no love in return. I will let my own heart be forgotten, but never again will I let anthers heart be crushed by my own selfishness. I will step out in faith trusting that my God will take care of me. Today and until I breath my last I will live my life to serve and take care of all that God has placed into my hands at this time to care for. Every relationship that He gives me, every item He places in my possession, and every time He whispers in my ear to help, I will listen. Love will be part of who I am because without it, without Him, I am nothing. Nothing but a blogger full of regret, because she was not willing to let God work in her where she was at, instead she was waiting for Him to tell her what was the next step while He was telling her to wait to be the light where she was.
