When life hits you hard, it’s not always easy to remember that this is just temporary. When you are gasping for air, you forget about another world — a place where there is no more hurt, no more fear, no more frustration.
Right now, I need eternity desperately. I long for a home away from this home. But I can’t get there right now. I can’t find the escape hatch.
Am I stuck?
So I look around and suddenly I see need. I see purpose. I see signficance. This planet is a place that I can make a difference, a place where I can touch lives and help bring them from a hopeless existence to one of eternal consequnce.
It was Emerson who said, “Men live on the brink of mysteries and harmonies into which they never enter. And with their hand on the door latch, they die outside.”
Rather than look at our current existence as a holding cell, it should be a launching pad not just for eternity, but for significance.
Each day we wake up to the same two choices: Which bridges to cross and which bridges to burn. I have a past. Boy, do I. And that can drag me and beat me down. But I have a future. I wonderful, amazing life ahead of me.
I have a bridge to cross. How about you? Can we go together?
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