In me, oh Lord, can You create: a pure heart, cause I'm afraid: that I just might run back to the things I hate


Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Flying

When I was little I always wished I was older. I remember my parents and other relatives telling me not to wish that, because when I was older I was going to wish I was younger. Seems its a never ending cycle of wanting what I don't have. Its crazy though.. because they were right (Mom if you ever read this, I just said you're right..). I was so eager to get older; to be able to drive and go places, to make my own decisions, to get out of town and see more of the world  than Caro. I've achieved all those things.. and what do I want now? For things to be simple like they used to be. Theres a quote saying something of the sort of; "I wish I was little again; a skinned knee is so much less painful than a broken heart". I'm not saying I have a broken heart, but its the concept. Things were simpler, and I really didn't have much to worry about.
Life seems to fly by. I remember all the birthday parties at my grandparents house, the state archery tournaments every summer, going to where I live now as a vacation every summer, my first day of freshman year, graduation, officially moving out, and everything goes so fast!! I remember the day my sister was born. That was over twelve years ago...  and now she seems like shes fifteen. Theres a country song called; "You're Gonna Miss This", and if you haven't heard it I suggest you youtube it. Its a good song... and so very true. I wanted so badly to get out of Caro, and now I find myself missing it frequently. I was talking to my brother who moved out a few years before I did, and he was telling me how he was eager to get out, but now that he's been out a few years, he would give so many things to live there again. Life was simple. There may not have been much to do around town, but you could always find something to do.
Every minute comes and goes, and can either enrich our lives, do nothing for us, or leave us deprived. I leave for Caro in about three days, and a mission trip to South Dakota in twelve. I miss my family and friends and sometimes even the old life I had in Caro; other days, I don't want much to do with it. But I'm always excited to go back and visit. Caro is a home for me... I'll always know people, and always have a connection to so many places there. Where I am now is a home for me also.. I just don't have as deep of a connection with it as I did with Caro. But thats the thing... I won't ever have that, and I'm ok to know that fact. I tried to make the most of my life.. and now I'm trying even harder to do so. Life flies by.. and before I know it, it'll be Sunday afternoon and I'll be leaving Caro to come back here. And then, it'll be next Saturday and I'll be leaving for South Dakota. And then it'll be the Saturday after that and I'll be leaving South Dakota for here... crazy.
Live, laugh, and love is a famous quote. I have to agree with it. Without those three things, life would be dull. As life flies by and we get older every second, I challenge you to make the most of it. What will you remember twelve years from now..? Twenty? .... and how will you live today? As your life flies by make the most of it!