It’s no longer my little world.
It suddenly struck me tonight how many people go through their own life and only leave behind small ripples that only ever go so far as a few family and friends. It’s not that everyone has to be Mother Teresa or someone known world wide for their humanitarian efforts, but it just hit me how many people are so limited in their thinking.
Their vision only goes as far as their little world around them. Maybe it’s time to change the title of my blog from My Little World… because it isn’t little anymore. My eyes have been opened to the whole world around me. I feel the heartbeats of the world humming around me everywhere I go. It doesn’t overwhelm me but it does urge me forward to think about where I can leave my fingerprints.
I don’t want to get to 86 and find myself dead and look back upon a fairy empty life where only little ripples disturbed the pond I lived in. I think if we try hard enough we can all create a wave large enough to carry someone else along with it. Isn’t that the point of life, waves that carry others when they sometimes can’t swim themselves?
…It’s like being reborn again. They say when you become a Christian, and you accept Christ into your life that you are born again. I wonder if it happens more than once?
At first you start again, like a baby, you have to learn everything again, undo all the stuff you were taught by the world and re-educate yourself about yourself and the world as God tells it. Then one day it all clicks, you spent long enough wondering what His purpose was for your life, to be told it is to love the Lord your God and love others.
Love God. Love others as yourself. It’s the foundation on which to build your life.