I ask myself this one question…

Awake. Love. Think. Speak. Be walking trees. Be talking beasts. Be divine waters.
C.S. Lewis, The Magician’s Nephew (Chronicles of Narnia, #6)

If today were my last day to be alive …. Would I be happy with what I’ve accomplished?

Is this what I’d actually be doing if I knew I would not awake tomorrow?

many days the answer is no.

I still have so much I want to do and see and be.

How can I be satisfied with my life knowing I’m not where I want to be or that I haven’t done all I want to do?

can I be content?

or is it ok that I want more  and I actually won’t ever be truly content until my final day comes on this earth and I reach my Heavenly Father?

The Christian says, ‘Creatures are not born with desires unless satisfaction for those desires exists. A baby feels hunger: well, there is such a thing as food. A duckling wants to swim: well, there is such a thing as water. Men feel sexual desire: well, there is such a thing as sex. If I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world. If none of my earthly pleasures satisfy it, that does not prove that the universe is a fraud. Probably earthly pleasures were never meant to satisfy it, but only to arouse it, to suggest the real thing. If that is so, I must take care, on the one hand, never to despise, or to be unthankful for, these earthly blessings, and on the other, never to mistake them for the something else of which they are only a kind of copy, or echo, or mirage. I must keep alive in myself the desire for my true country, which I shall not find till after death; I must never let it get snowed under or turned aside; I must make it the main object of life to press on to that country and to help others to do the same.’
C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity

And to think of all I have to or more so what I want to accomplish when there never seems to be enough time, enough days, enough mind, enough me, to go around.

I get myself all worked up and then I just turn numb because I am on overload of information trying to find everything I want to be and to do.

I then realize I was given my heart desires and that I’m suppose to live out my dreams. They were put there for a reason and day by day I do get to where I’m suppose to be even though it seems like it’s taking forever.

I then look back and realize so much has changed. There has been much good in my life. I am truly blessed.

That’s what living is all about.

So if today was my last day would I be happy with where it ended?

Yes I would because I know that I have done all I could have done and all I was supposed to have done for this time and I am joy filled because I was made for another world.

In this life I will strive to make each moment count even when it’s painful, even when I’m longing for more. I will find beauty in every moment because I choose it. I can’t do it alone though only by the grace of God I find the beauty worth living for. In knowing this, I’m content.

We are given our paths and we get to choose how they go, even if we make a wrong turn, good can come out of it.

“We all want progress. But progress means getting nearer to the place where you want to be. And if you have taken a wrong turning, then to go forward does not get you any nearer. If you are on the wrong road, progress means doing an about-turn and walking back to the right road; and in that case the man who turns back soonest is the most progressive man.”
C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity

I choose this moment and every moment, everyday.

#choosetoday #choosethismoment

Be the Light for all to see~



“It comes the very moment you wake up each morning. All your wishes and hopes for the day rush at you like wild animals. And the first job each morning consists simply in shoving them all back; in listening to that other voice, taking that other point of view, letting that other larger, stronger, quieter life come flowing in. And so on, all day. Standing back from all your natural fussings and frettings; coming in out of the wind.”
C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity