In short, small moments when I realize that pain is temporary and people are what matter, it makes all of my problems seem worthless and the people in them invaluable.

It’s not about me. It’s not about you. It’s about God. Our time is short and our life is clearly full of meaning and purpose, and if we would start acting what we know to be true instead of waiting for someone to show us, or someone to make us, or someone to encourage us or need us or…(the list goes on and on), we would be happier, healthier, crazy Jesus Freaks with nothing but love oozing out of our mouths and our hands.
God is calling us–showing us–how to live, and it’s our fault for dropping the ball. Pick it up and play. It’s not too late to change your life and win the game. Some people make that last 1 second shot for a win, but wouldn’t it be sweet to sweep the board completely by the first half?
p.s. For the first time in my life, I admit that I’m so out of shape it’s seriously upsetting. I’m taking it to new heights. Come april 16th (when I have a life again) I’m taking on running as a new hobby. So ask me about it sometime, join me often, and change your life too. I need to live another 80 years so I’d better start working on it now right?