On Opportunities and Being a Blubbering Idiot
Here’s a couple things on my mind this Labor Day morning (warning: they don’t have to do with Labor Day or holidays):
Life is short. For some it really is short, cut off before it’s time, for the rest it just seems short when compared to eternity. Ephesians 5:15 is so convicting and right where my heart is. Be very careful, then, how you live–not as unwise but as wise, making the most of every opportunity, because the days are evil. Make the most of every opportunity. Wow. Gets me to questioning: How much time do I squander away on nonsense things? How many opportunities do I miss because I think I have time to “do it later”? I think I’m realizing this more and more as I go through this cancer thing. Life is short, make the most of it, make the most of every opportunity, don’t waste it away on things that really don’t matter, don’t walk by open doors.
Okay, second thing. Not really something I’m thinking about per se but something that’s definitely on my mind. I’ve turned into a blubbering idiot. That may be a harsh way to put it, but I cry a lot now. I cry watching movies; I cry watching my kids play; I cry when Jen and I have “intense fellowship,” as my dad calls it; I got all teary-eyed watching a couple in church yesterday with their newly-adopted baby. What is this? I always was the sentimental type but this is over the top.
That’s it. Tomorrow I go for round eight of chemo. Not looking forward to going through it but looking forward to getting it over with.