beach ball

Just passed a beach ball on the side of a major roadway. It was bouncing along not aware of it’s certain death. That is me most days, bouncing along with no awareness of my own mortality. I have no desire to be morbid but rather to grab each moment and shake every bit of life out of it. Yet I am usually too distracted, stressed or worried for that to be possible. Dear God, make me aware of my short time here that I might live it fully and well.

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