When we don’t learn lessons at the right time, life will teach us the same lessons at the wrong time.
Death today is a common experience to most, if not all of us folks. If I’m not the one writhing to the painful tunes it leaves behind savagely, someone else, sure is dancing under its realm.
Over the past decade I have lost and seen many of my loved ones go from the face of the earth into the deep sleep of death.
Some have gone with their good deeds trailing slowly behind them while some, sad to say, have melted away like dew. More like they never existed. Extinct.
One thing evident about death, as much as it rouses wanton and dark thoughts, is that it chooses anyone and can come at any age or time. When I was young I thought only old people die…full of life’s experiences and rich,ripe in age but growing up, I have buried someone close who was barely out of teenage hood with all their dreams and ambitions tossed into nothingness like chaff. It’s sad but it’s the reality of life.
If today were your last day on earth, how would you be remembered?
Life is a blink. It all rushes by in a fast, little flash when you really get down to it. The time to think about legacy and how you want to be remembered is not on your last day but now. That way you can live your life backward and make certain that you have a good ending.
Unfortunately most of us don’t figure out what work and life are all about until we’re too old to do anything about it. Most people dont discover how to live until just before they die.
During their best years, too many are in a walking coma. Not really conscious to what’s truly important in life: showing leadership,actualizing your potential and doing your part to change the world through the work you are doing and the person you are becoming.
Only when confronted with the wake up call of an imminent end do the sleep walkers start to dig beyond the superficial and go deep. They begin to realize that at birth they’d received stunning talents and precious gifts along with the corresponding responsibility to polish that genius so they could express itself over them in the process.
By the time all this sinks in and it’s time to figure it out; it’s too late to do anything about it. So they die unfulfilled.
Are you a sleep walker sailing aimlessly through life? What’s your purpose? Any legacy you’ll leave if today was your last day on earth?