Live

All of us want to do well, but if we do not do good too, then doing well will never be enough.

It is so easy to waste our lives, our days, our hours, our minutes. It is so easy to take for granted the color of our grandkids' eyes, the way the melody in a song rises and falls and disappears and rises again. It is so easy to exist instead of to live. I learned to live 10 years ago after a life-altering accident. I learned to love the journey, not just the destination. I learned that life is not a dress rehearsal, and that today is the only guarantee you get.

Get a life in which you are not alone. Find people you love, and who love you. And remember that love is not leisure, it is work. Pick up the phone. Send an e-mail. Write a letter. Get a life in which you are generous and realize that life is the best thing ever, and that you have no business taking it for granted. Care so deeply about its goodness that you want to spread it around. Take money you would have spent on junk and give it to charity. Help the hurting and those that are down and out.

Learn to look at all the good in the world and try to give some of it back because you believe in it completely and utterly. I've tried to do that by telling others what I have learned as a father, grandfather, pastor, and a Christian. So simply put:

-Consider the lilies of the field. 

-Look at the fuzz on your grandbaby's ear. 

-Read in the backyard with the sun on your face. 

-Learn to be happy. 

-And think of life as a terminal illness, because if you do, you will live it with joy and passion as it ought to be lived.

I'm tired of wasting time-how about you?