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Death

January 1, 2018 | By | Add a Comment

What will be said, when they put you in the ground?
Will your life have had meaning, will it have been profound?
Will you have made a difference to those you leave behind?
Will your life have been more than a short span of time?

What will people read, when they walk by your grave?
Will your tombstone have anything worth reading to say?
Do you live your life now in light of your death?
Will what you do matter after your last breath?

The wise remember the day of their doom,
And ever live life in light of their tomb.

“It is better to go to the house of mourning than to go to the house of feasting,
for this is the end of all the living, and the wise lay it to heart.”
Ecclesiastes 7:2

Thoughts on the Death of my Grandfather

October 17, 2013 | By | Add a Comment

I just found out my grandfather died, and though I tried,
I found it hard to mourn for a stranger.

He left my family, 40 years ago,
With tears, pain, and anger.

To his wife he was unfaithful, his children he abandoned,
He was not man enough, his own legs to stand on.

I never met my grandfather,
And about him few words can be said,
His obituary is the saddest, shortest, and loneliest that I’ve ever read.

The full obituary of John Spillers

I Wonder as I Wander

July 15, 2013 | By | 1 Comment

Sometimes life feels more like wandering than anything else. Even when the monotony of a schedule pulses as consistently as a heart, I can feel detached from it, and wonder just what it is that I am doing with my life.

Today is my day off, and today I feel like I am wandering. What is this life for? Who do I really love? What will matter in the end?

I visited my grandmother’s grave yesterday, and reflected on the times we had together 14 years ago. She is gone, and hardly anyone even remembers her. It is a strange think to think I will join her one day in the ground.

I hope when they put me there I will have few regrets. I hope today I can live in light of that day, and do something that matters, be someone who matters. I wonder as I wander.