Isn't it strange? Life keeps running and never stops. With every breath that we breathe, we are living life. I've gone on some awesome adventures while here. I've stood looking down at raging waterfalls, I've stood on black shores and looked out at the ocean on the horizon, I've looked out at the mountains and valleys as we road trip through the jungle, I've soaked in a hot spring. And I can't help thinking to myself that maybe this is how life is supposed to be.
I'm surrounded by a group of young people here. I'm one of those young people. Some of us have plans; most of us have no idea what lies ahead for us back home. We move in and out of each other's lives. We go on adventures together and we bond. We pray together, cry together, worship God together. We make plans for the future to visit each other halfway around the globe, never knowing what even tomorrow will bring. Young hearts so full of life, so full of dreams and plans and big ambitions. So eager to climb the next mountain to see what's ahead, so yearning for the real and the authentic in life.
And maybe that's how life is supposed to be lived. With enthusiasm and eagerness. With openness to love and embrace to your heart unreserved whoever is put in your path without fear of "goodbye." With courage to dream big for tomorrow and make plans without fear of uncertainty. With passion seeking God's face in every day without a growing tepidity of mundane life.
To live Life with open hands to anyone and everything that God brings. And that God takes away. No stress, no worry, no fear. Only trust and faith and freedom. And abundant Life lived to the fullest with no regrets.
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