Lauren's journey home has gotten me thinking. Our lives are short, and this I have known for a while. What we do matters, and I know that as well...
But as I think on these things, I release a long hidden fear within me...
I'm not often scared of things, but one thing sends a chill down my spine...
A quote by a well known Shieldmaiden sums it up nicely.
"A cage. To stay behind bars until use and old age accept them, and all chance for valour has gone being recall or desire."
I fear being forgotten.
I have never strived to be the center of attention, and it's not that I want the praise of men.
Lauren had such a HUGE impact on people. You all should have seen the amount of mourners at her funeral. She touched the lives of so many people. She was an amazing vessel of God, sharing His love and spreading His Gospel.
I realize that my life is so...small...in the grand scheme of existance. So many have gone before me...unnoticed...their names forgotten...lost to the vacuum of time. But some...some go out with a bang.
We may not remember them, but I'm sure there were some that did something...it may not have made headline news, but their kindness or deeds left a mark on those they left behind.
I realize that I can make a difference.
I can be a blessing to those around me...be worthy of remembrance through what God does in me. I can be his hands, feet, mouth...and perhaps impact those around me.
I don't need to fight in a battle to win valour.
I can just...be me...
And through little, small, insignificant me...
God can create valour beyond imagining.
I hope I haven't rambled too much...:)
Just a thought,
Flinn
3 comments:
I think about that sometimes. Out of the millions of people that have lived, only a couple are rembered through history, ya know? Then I'm, like, who's gonna remember me after 100 years after I'm dead, and I just figure it doesn't really matter. Like you said, I'll just be me!
I like that, and I don't believe you were rambling for one bit. But I don't believe you're insignificant. None of us are. And I do believe we can make a difference, and even though no one might remember my name after the centuries have passed, I'll know that I made a difference for Christ in my time, and that's all that matters.
I've had those kinds of thoughts for a long time now...and they encourage me greatly...make me determined.
And, no, you weren't rambling :)
:)Ian(:
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