Why Should I Live One More Day?
What’s so special about me that I should live one more day? Will I do something to deserve it? Will I make this earth a better place for living one more day? And if I am given one more day what will I do with it?
Maybe these questions are never asked by most folks because most folks just take for granted each day that comes never asking of themselves anything other then how to survive. But for me it is different. I want to know what tomorrow’s purpose is?
I want more then just to eat, drink, work, play, sleep, and then get up and do it all over again day after day. I want a reason to live one more day. You may say, "well live for your family and friends", but even a low down scoundrel is willing to live for his family and friends.
Will the world really miss me if I am not here one more day? Does God really care if I live one more day? In the big scheme of things does one more day really matter at all?
At least for me I have a reason for at least one more day……… I want to know who I really am, and to do that I am going to have to get up everyday and stand up for my right to be ME. I am determined to know myself without all the masks I have worn in the past. Most of my life I have been what everyone wanted me to be but those days are over. I will live one more day if God is willing and my soul purpose will be to find out who I am. I have no clue where tomorrow will lead me but this I know, THE PATH WILL BE MINE AND NO OTHERS.
Maybe that’s enough at least to live one more day.
So my song to spur me on is by Bob Marley.
Do you have a good reason to live one more day?
I believe it was Albert Einstein who said something along these lines:
“I wake up every morning of two minds — part of me wants to enjoy the world, and the other part wants to improve it. That makes it hard to plan my day.”
I didn’t google it so I could be off a little. But it’s the thought that’s stuck with me. Enjoyment and improvement — no reason we can’t do both in our own way!
Great quote Redlefty.
I’m finding that I much prefer my friends to be “who they are” instead of who they think I want them to be. I didn’t realize this though, until I actually had friends who had the confidence and freedom to be who they really are. The contrast was overwhelming. I’m not drawn to fake people, I had to “push” myself be their friend. But, real people seem to draw me in… maybe because they don’t need me, but are accepting of me because they have enought confidence in themselves to not feel threatened by me. I am much more comfortable with people who like me for who I am, and don’t “need” me to like them so they can draw satisfaction from it. They seem to need me to like them so that they can find contentment. I’d rather be with people who are already content. They don’t suck the life out of me!
WOW, Cliff….Are you my ghostwriter?? That is exactly how I have come to feel in the last 6-8 months. I am so tired of be what all my friends, acquaintances, and family WANT me to be! It is my goal to find out who I am. I believe strongly that in the process of doing that I will be a better person.
Wow. I was thinking along the same lines today…. for some reason I am here on planet earth in the year of our Lord two thousand eight… and most the time I have no clue why. That’s me, (with my mask off)
Shalom, Nancy
I’ve been thinking the samw thing for the past few months it’s so amazing how many of us are thinking this way
Thankfully, I no longer live looking for “reasons to live”. The simple satisfaction of simply “being alive in Christ” makes my reasons for getting out of bed each more innumerable.
I have to agree with joel on this one.
kenneth