Changes

    So I sat down thinking last night. I couldn’t help but ponder what I had talked about earlier that day. When you die, what happens? Is it really up to us to have faith to just hope that we make it to some sort of afterlife? or do we just disappear as if we never lived. For centuries, thousands of people have died, and we only remember the few influential ones. So that’s it, either you have to become God, or everyone just forgets about you. It really is a scary thought, probably one of the scariest. Nobody wants to die, everybody wants to live, but are they really living? Living means you are breathing, but what does living really mean.
    To love someone so much that it hurts, that’s living. Needing that person there for you. It’s a hard concept for one to wrap their fingers around, loving that is. Lot’s of people think they love, but do you truly love the people in your life? Unconditional love, that’s what everyone strives for right? This is the love God has planned for us, to love someone so much that you care more about them than yourself. This can be a friend, a family member, a child, a mother, a father, or a lover. I don’t believe some people are capable of unconditional love. I think they might love a person but to love so deeply is different.
    To never take life for granted. This was and still is a bad habit of mine. Everyone falls into this trap occasionally of “oh, my life is so hard” or “ I hate my life,” but have any of you really taken a step back to look at someone else’s life. With the recent tragedy in Japan, I have realized a few things: many of those people lost their homes, their loved ones, and their whole lives. They were not ready for this, nor did they ask for this. So there it was, for them, the end to their lives, and now, most are gone. Then it’s back to the first paragraph, who’s going to remember them in a week, or two, or even a year. It’s sad really. We never take a step back and realize that any day could be the end. Recently, my attitude has shifted. No matter what is thrown at me, I try and take it day by day and ask God for help whenever.
    Most people don’t realize this but God is like a help hotline, you can’t really see the person you are talking to but He can see you and He listens. That’s the other scary part, it’s all up to our faith. Our Faith in God, and our faith in ourselves to believe what we can do. It all comes down to this : Life is Hard, but why would God make it easy for us? He suffered for us, He died for us, He wasn’t going to just let us sail through without wind.    
    So yes, these were all my thoughts on the first night of Spring Break, and it came with so many changes that have occurred in my life. New school, new friends, new surrounding, new major even. And to me, It’s all so scary. I might seem like I have it all together, a lot of us do, but really these are the things I think about everyday. Who’s going to remember me when I’m gone, who’s going to help me, push me, make me who I am and who I want to be. We are all looking for that Unconditional kind of love, but we aren’t seeking who really helps us with it and that’s the big guy upstairs, God himself.