Day 7, Tuesday: The thing(s) you're most afraid of
I used to be fearful of death. Not nessecarily my own. But that of my parents. Because they had me at a later age than most people I know I was afraid that I would lose them to old age. Which now that I'm no longer 10 years old sounds so silly.
I used to fear being alone for the rest of my life. Everyone wants love, completely normal and even a basic human need. But when you're like 15, that shouldn't be a real fear or even something that you should be focusing on. I have my whole life ahead of me. Plenty of time for love to make its way to me.
I used to be afraid of somehow being forgotten. But I realized that we each carry some part of those we love and care about in our hearts. Because of this, I believe no one can ever never be forgotten.
This post is kind of difficult one for me to write simply because in the last few years there were things that I have looked dead in the face and challenged. I have conquered some of the things I once thought would be my downfall. But one thing that definitely sticks out after a talk with one of my most trusted people is this:
I fear not doing everything I set out to do and accomplish in my life.
I don't mean my 'bucket list' consisting of sky-diving, traveling to all 50 states, or going to the top of the Eiffel Tower. I do want to do those things as well, but right now that's not what I'm writing about. I mean accomplishing things that are in alignment with my destiny. And truthfully, I don't know what my destiny is! I can't tell if that's a thing to be fearful of but at the moment it feels pretty darn exciting! There are people who live their whole lives and never find out what their true destiny is. Sometimes it's a cumulative thing that you find out over time. For some it's instantaneous. However it happens, I intend to find mine. And once I do I hope to fulfill it. God willing.
"Try to make a dent in the universe."
You and I are destined to change or affect our generation.
Jesus had a sense of destiny.
Moses had a sense of destiny.
David had a sense of destiny.
Ester had a sense of destiny.
Mary had a sense of destiny.
Have a sense of destiny and you'll have a sense of life.
Not a sense of surviving or just existing...
But a sense of living.