I’ve been contemplating this post for 24 hours now. I wanted my blog to be a predominantly happy place, but today I need somewhere to release some sadness, and rather this than bringing down my family & co-workers down on a Friday.
On Wednesday night the son of Joe, the guy that looks after our horses, died. He was 15 and had been sick for a while, but we didn’t know he was that sick. If we had, we could have and would have done more to help. Yesterday someone else close to me was diagnosed with Epilepsy, and another close friend and mentor of my husband is battling cancer. I’m starting to realize the mortality of all the people around me and it fills me with dread and regret.
I’m not afraid of my own death, I have strong Christian beliefs that have helped me deal with that, but I’m burdened for the time that may be running out for those around me. Have I tried hard enough to be a good friend? Have I helped them as much as I could have? Have I tried enough to share the gospel with my non-Christian friends? I’ll never be able to say yes with conviction to any of those questions because the truth is we can almost always do more.
The end result of this should be more conviction on my part to do better, but today I just want to curl up on my bed and stay there.
Sorry for the m0pe guys, next post should be better.