To The New Year

 (I)
We are all going to die, not today but someday.
Maybe death is not a bad thing- for the person who died anyway- but it is something we dread or at least we don’t like to think about because of how final it is. We die and that’s the end of our lives. We are no longer concerned with what anyone has to say or do, or how to go through the everyday. Not only that, but we can only speculate what will happen to us when we die and that is just it.

(II)
During Christmas, I saw a tweet that asked what will happen if Jesus was to come back to earth. The responses were made up of people saying things like the party is over, and all that. As a Christian, I try to live with the consciousness that Jesus Christ is going to come back just about anytime and while I am here, I have to live a life that is pleasing to him. A life that would end with him saying, “you have been a good and faithful servant, come into my rest.” Every day, I pray for the grace to hear that when he comes or when I die.

(III)
Am I scared of dying? Well, I don’t know, we are all going to die anyway.
I tell myself when I think about death that it would be me one day, I don’t know when, but I am at peace with that. I am however scared of living a life that is a waste, a meaningless life.

(IV)
I want to live. 
I want to live a long and fulfilled life, travel the world, be the reason someone will say, “God is good”. I want to see every season of my life, I want to be happy at the times I can be and even when I am sad, I want to tell myself “it would be better, this is just a point in time, not your whole life.” I want to have beautiful friendships, I want to create my dreams, I want to celebrate the gift of life, and I want a life someone would be grateful I was here. Above all, I want to make peace with death.

(V)
Would the smile I leave on your face matter when I am gone, and you remember me? Is it going to be worth it if I fight you today and never get to apologize for it tomorrow? Would I always push my dreams aside and fail to take opportunities because just maybe I will do it tomorrow? Would I as go to bed be thankful that I have done all I can and if I don’t wake tomorrow, it would be enough? 
May whoever tells my story tells a story that would make my eight-year-old self smile and say, “whoever she is, I want to be like her.”

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Welcome to the year 2021.
I pray it will be a great one for you, no matter what happens.

With Love,
The Estherian



Comments

  1. Mehn cat cut my tongue. Am speakless right now. This article got me thinking what I have really done for God, what will they say about when am gone. Girl u're good keep it up.

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