Yikes, the thought just came to me. I have been trying to have a celebration here on the blog on November 1st.. Geesh, I suppose that means I should try and put a little thought into a post, beyond my normal. I don’t consider myself a writer just a rambler. How much prep time do I put into a post? NONE.
I just sit down, do my prayer routine and from there just let it go. Typing the thoughts that come to my head. This is my journal, I don’t proof read anything, I am getting better at remember to use the spell checker but that is it.
I am going to have to get on this, it may require some thought, somthing this old head of mine isn’t that good at some days. Oh boy, what have I gotten myself into.
I came across something the other day mentioning the blog. It again was very flattering and I thank you. It stated that inspite of the title of the blog and my health, I don’t often mention death or dying. That I in fact talk more about living.
That is true. I realize I have reached a point where I no longer even consider myself to be a dying man. I am very much a living man. OK, granted a living man with a few health issues that will shorten my life span. But, I am a living man that is going to go on with living my life the very best way I can, right up until the very last moment, when I am called Home.
I have written all my thoughts on death and dying. I realize those posts are somewhere in the past. Possibly I should bring them back and repost them as some may not want to go all through the archives looking for them. I will do that.
So, why would a “dying” man be writing about living? I have reached a point when looking through my eyes I do see live differently than I did back even when I started the blog.
I realize, see more clearly how precious life is. Every moment of time wasted is a moment of potential joy gone forever. I look around and see so many people sqaundering precious time and I just want to bang my head against the wall. If you are just going to waste your time, it is just to bad you couldn’t give it to someone that would appreciate it.
Can we learn from the mistakes of others, usually not it seems. Will the words of a “dying” man possibly impact on others. I dont’ know. I do know I can try.
I do believe the Good Lord sees us as human and there for perfection is not expected. I do believe though that what is expected is that we keep trying. That is what I am doing