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Life…. The essence of life… Some may say, it lies in the breath.
And yet to truly live, it must be more than just to breathe.
More than to just exist.
There must be more to life than to exist, put in your own two cents and be done with it.
. . .
You be on your last breaths. Grasping onto life saying,
“I’m not done yet…”
Most are never “done yet.”
When you see the rays of sunlight or when you hear the baby's first breath, gasping for air or when you find a flower standing tall… You see the gift of beauty before your eyes…
You grasp onto life, holding as tightly as you can saying, “I’m not ready.”
Or maybe you had not finished your goals yet still wanting to experience the fading thrill life offers.
And yet when one gets old, When one is “ready”, they become exhausted of life and all it has to offer. They claim to have seen it all.
So what is life? The universe and all that exists could have existed and functioned wonderfully without the miracle of life.
“What is life?” they ask.
“What is life?” they asked.
I find that people who have not seeked out this life become dark and sorrowful. Some kill themselves because one without life is one without hope.
Life… I could never fully define it. As we could never contain love. For life is more than to exist.
I do not seem to have enough knowledge or experience to define life, but I know some things.
I know life fades. As well as the thrill of life. Every beauty I find, every treasure I find will eventually go away somehow.
Money is spent. The flower rots. The thrill turns into boredom. The dear family goes away… Wisdom is quickly squandered by more foolishness. And knowledge is forgotten. Good morals are twisted… And the things you hold onto so dearly in this fading life cannot comfort you quite enough in death.
Humanity always tries its best to hold onto life and somehow make it worth it.
Somehow make life not fade away… But… It is impossible. Death will always wait at the door to collect what is due.
I could never set words on life exactly. To define and know exactly the element of life, even though I know life is not just to exist. True life is NOT to just survive but to thrive!
I know where life came from and where it still comes from.
It came from those beautiful hands that wrought us…
From that beautiful voice that said, “LIVE.”
Yes, my Savior, my King that created the miracle of the universe… The Most High! Creating even things I could never in thousands of years understand. How could I? Unless He revealed it to my miniscule mind.
The things we see now… The grand feelings we may feel… The millions upon millions of thoughts that swim in our head, never measured… It is only a sample of things hidden from our limited eyes. Only but a small…
Broken…
Fraction…
Of Life.
This King… This Holy one called God… From which all life ordained is set in motion. One of whom I could never wrap my mind around. One of whom I could never see… Until the appointed day…
My soul. It yearns for Him. I must learn how to be closer to the Essence of Life.
Because when you are truly connected to the Most Beautiful…
The Beauty Unknown…
That Wisdom unspoken…
Him… The paradise unseen…
That's when you have a greater understanding of life.
Remember when I said that true life is not to just survive but to thrive?
What is life but to thrive in the presence of God and praise Him! This is my sole purpose to adore, serve and praise Him!
To sing at the top of your voice in overflowing adoration, awe, wonder, pure glee, to the true King! The most perfect one who is just… Simply perfect in all ways to rule the universe and all that existed. To praise the King because of love!
To one who does not understand, my words may seem foolish, but how can you understand the love that flows out of God’s people unless you know Him?
To love God is to truly know His heart.
. . .
And when I am on my last breath, I smile because I know that my story will not end. I know I will see my King and my joy will be made complete.
Because God is the essence of a true Christain’s life. Not money, not beauty, but God.
Just God.
What is the essence of your life?
. . .
I had forgotten what it was like to sing silently on my paper. It has been a while. To sing on paper, adoring the One I thrive on.
Life has more color with the One that… Oh, how should I describe Him? I have lost my words… Too amazing to explain… Shining with such splendor and ebullience. The presence that you savor… Soaking in the perfect love that is just…
Too beautiful.
Oh… Too beautiful but no one sees. I tell the world of his beauty but they never listen. They always seem to think that they know more than me. It pains me greatly to see them suffer while they refuse the cure I hold in my hands.
. . .
To one who has not known my King, to him this may seem as foolish. But to tell the truth… To say in the brutal truth… The fool says wisdom is foolishness.
The truth, the REAL truth, is so much crazier than the lie that blinds you. Blinding you to the beauty of God.
To the one who truly loves my king, I can see your soul flies in joy with me. So raise your voice and sing in your own way, glorifying the Most High.
For Jesus Christ is the essence of life.
S.W
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