Life is a miracle. Everything about life is miraculous. On every level, every scale, it is miraculous. It is deep. The craziest part is that we can know it’s deep but we will never, ever, EVER fully grasp the depth. We’ll never see it. We will never understand it. We will never witness it. We are only allowed these small snapshots from one moment to the next and we will never be able to see the entire picture at any given moment. EVER. Once that moment has been observed, you take only what you have seen and all that was unseen is gone forever because even if you could witness it secondhand through a photo or someone else’s recollection, it will never be the same as seeing it with your own two eyes, experiencing it in that moment. All the people who have been buried with thoughts, ideas, memories they never shared….. those things add to the depth of life and we will never experience that and, to me, that is mind-blowing. It is unfathomable. I can’t even articulate what that makes me feel.
I am so small in this great big universe. This overwhelming, unending universe that expands in all directions, the beginning being God, which has no beginning, the ending being God, which has no ending….. and yet, here I am. INFLUENCING this thing. The realization that you are simultaneously nothing and something is incredible. That this one person existing in this great big universe can honestly influence it….. that this person can have an impact on it…. that, in and of itself, is a miracle that only God can create. For scale, imagine an ant lifting a mountain. Impossible, right? Well, in the grand scheme of life, the fact that you or I or anyone has ANY influence or effect on this MASSIVE universe is absolutely impossible and, yet, here we are. Influencing things. Making things happen. Changing history.
Because I know these things, because I believe these things, I believe that anything is possible. Great concept, difficult in execution….. but still…. just to hold that belief and know that whether or not you act on it has no effect on its truth….. is insane. It all starts with a crazy idea and a person who is crazy enough to believe that they can pull it off. Edison and the lightbulb. Think about his crazy idea and then watch this video:
We are all so different but we are all the same.
And, in knowing this, we should never feel inferior. We know that most people are too critical of themselves. I was part of a job interview process at work and most everyone who came through was nervous. They had no idea that I was nervous, too. I’d never been part of that process before.
It’s okay. We’re all just trying to live.
We should never be so tough that we can’t bend or so pliable that we can’t hold weight. We should find that healthy balance between the two. We make decisions all day, everyday. Even the beliefs we have of other people are decisions we have made. But, if we remember point one, that we only ever have a small snapshot into a moment, we should understand that the beliefs we hold are only based on the information we have and we do not have all of the information. Period. I don’t care how insightful a person is, they are not all-knowing or all-seeing. I’m not. You’re not. I hold beliefs about people that are solid enough to protect myself but flexible enough to change. I’ve shared this video before but it’s a classic.
What we focus on is a decision we have made. We can choose what to give our attention to and we must always make sure that we are making the best decision, one that is going to make us better, not bitter, one that will build us up, not tear us down……
Everyone will have their opinions of you. How do you choose what to believe? A good tree produces good fruit. You go to the source. Does it come from a good place? A place of love and encouragement? A place of care and concern? Or does it come from a bad tree which only produces rotten fruit? Is it coming from a place of jealousy and envy? Hate and anger? Fear? Bitterness? Pain? You choose what to believe. Your belief is a decision that YOU have made. Make it a good one. You are in control.
I’m going to take a nap. It’s flu time. I’m okay it’s just breathing…… hurts.
(His voice is just. the. BEST. Omg. I melt. I MELT!)
(Just pictured something really weird. Kings of Leon, pocket edition. Miniature Followills that you can take with you. Set them on your desk at work and watch them perform. Bring them on a camping trip and let them sing around the campfire. Set them on your nightstand so they can sing you to sleep. All live. All the time. Batteries not included.)
(this entire decade was weird and scary lol)