I just saw the most amazing sunset
and I watched as it sank into the sea
And bid another day goodbye by myself
I heard a bird sing the most beautiful song
But for the life of me, I can't remember that melody
I just remember that I had to dance along
Oh and the days go by so fast
And the memories
They never seem to last
And I'm quick to see all I don't have
I need to change the way I look at
All I look at
And soak it up
Every little bit I can
Enjoy all my day
Before all my days end
And whatever I get
Always let that be enough
And never forget to soak it up
Cause I could get caught up in this crazy race
You know the world we live in leaves no room for second place
But I've got to believe there's more to life than winning
I ain't gonna miss out on
All the beauty in my life
Like my family and my friends and my wife
All the God-given gifts that money can't buy
Oh cause the days go by so fast
And the memories they never seem to last
But I'm grateful for everything I have
Cause You've changed the way I look at
All I look at
Ain't gonna be living tomorrows
And missing today
Ain't gonna be making treasures out of things that fade away
No I'd rather be living every second
Living every minute of every single day
Warren Barfield... God inspired my heart deeply with this song of yours.
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Thursday, January 17, 2008
The Song of a Dying Man
My uncle has been battling with his health for as long as I can remember. He is, in short, a large man. He loves God with his entire soul and shows it. His generousity is astounding. His laugh; robust. His grasp on life is extreme. Yet, he is dying.
My uncle has battled with colon cancer for a while. The last that we were told, he was in remission. After this diagnosis his health improved as he ate healthier and lost weight. I just returned from a long holiday with he and his lovely wife and the sudden paradigm shift in my uncle's life concerns me. There is no more talk of years ahead and no more veggies and fruit. My uncle might just be keeping the secret of his returning cancer.
Sitting with him over biscuits and tea, I soaked up every ounce of wisdom I could grasp. I heard stories about trust and living-living hardcore for Jesus. This man is not bitter. He is enjoying everything.
It makes me wonder, when I die, am I going to be content with the life I am currently living as my uncle is with his? Do those that I love know the depth of my affection towards them? Reflection can never be a bad thing if it spurs a postive reaction. I hear my younger sisters have juat arrived home from school. I think it might just be a good idea to go see how their day went and soak up every little bit I can with them.
My uncle has battled with colon cancer for a while. The last that we were told, he was in remission. After this diagnosis his health improved as he ate healthier and lost weight. I just returned from a long holiday with he and his lovely wife and the sudden paradigm shift in my uncle's life concerns me. There is no more talk of years ahead and no more veggies and fruit. My uncle might just be keeping the secret of his returning cancer.
Sitting with him over biscuits and tea, I soaked up every ounce of wisdom I could grasp. I heard stories about trust and living-living hardcore for Jesus. This man is not bitter. He is enjoying everything.
It makes me wonder, when I die, am I going to be content with the life I am currently living as my uncle is with his? Do those that I love know the depth of my affection towards them? Reflection can never be a bad thing if it spurs a postive reaction. I hear my younger sisters have juat arrived home from school. I think it might just be a good idea to go see how their day went and soak up every little bit I can with them.
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