Ever since being diagnosed with a rare kidney disease 10 years ago, my mortality and life are on my mind. Like a song you like by a band you hate, its a struggle of knowing it’s only a matter of time and what will I do with the time given right now?
I believe in God. I believe there is something for us after we graduate into the next phase. Which gives way to the responsibility of “is the story of my life one that not only reflects a belief in God, but one that causes God to smile?” And what am I doing with my life. Really.
Am I loving people? Am I having the faith to push through the hard times to something better. Something more. Or is my life a story of ease and blaming someone else for what I did or did not do. Am I surrendering to the art that beats within my heart?
I want to be happy. I’m sure you do too. I want my kids to prosper and have a better life and be proud of me along the way. I want good health and to be loved and to give love away. I want a big black truck like Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson and to maybe have an ab or six.
I believe we are all connected. We all want to be good people way deep down and treat each other well. Sure, the horrors scream loudest when we are all alone late at night, whether someone is lying next to us or not. But in the noise, in the horror, in the struggle, in the depression and anxiety and fight of living, maybe God is whispering to us.
“I’ve got you. You’re not alone and the sunrise is worth the heavy night.”
Maybe that whisper is in the form of a friend or family member or your art or getting out of your head to do something small for someone else. Maybe their smile is your sunrise.
Keep going friend, your sunrise will be worth your heavy night. And you’re not ever alone.
[Photo by Phil Warren via a Creative Commons License]