Today I was talking to a friend and had this overwhelming sense of "Boy, she's remarkable" flood over me. There are plenty of fabulous women in my life but I realized that this girl who seemed outwardly very average Joe was, upon further inspection, someone far more than what she appeared to be. I wonder how many people I take as "just ______" are saving all of the world's orphans, raising slews of kids as a single parent, battling terminal cancer, and baking everyone chocolate peanut butter rice krispies for the local church potluck.
This is me just taking a quiet moment to think about what I'm doing to become like them. I want to leave this life like Kay Scott or Jessica Wilson, valiant to the last breath. Even when their lives had come crumbling apart and they had every right to be bitter with God and the world, the were faithful, selfless, and beautiful in every sense of the word. I am small, weak, and hopelessly flawed but someday I hope when I meet my Maker I can look Him in the face and say "You know what, I did alright"
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