You. Are. Dying.

As you’re reading this, your life’s getting shorter.

It’s ticking away.

I’m not saying this to frighten you.

Or even scare you.

Though it may.

I’m saying this to awaken you.

To inspire you.

To rise you out of your deep slumber.

To really know you won’t live forever.

To share your unique gifts.

To ignite your great inner fire.

To ignite your great inner strength.

To ignite your great inner light.

To shine.

Brightly shine.

To awaken your great inner beauty.

To motivate.

Yourself and others.

To love.

Yourself and others.

To paint.

To write.

To teach.

To innovate.

To sing.

To dance.

To care.

To feel.

To listen.

To learn.

To laugh.

The clock’s ticking.

The world needs you.

Make your move.

~Mike Litman

You. Are. Dying.

[insert horror scream here] It’s true. From the moment you were born, you were dying. I don’t say it to scare you. I say it to inspire you like Mike Litman puts it.

I needed that inspiration not too long ago. I still sit around thinking ‘Oh I’ve got the rest of my life.’

The reality is though, I don’t. My life is slowly slipping away from me. I saved who knows how many years by losing almost a hundred pounds of weight, getting off soda, staying away from cigarettes, drugs, alcohol, and other such things. But the reality is my time on this earth is still limited.

So the big question is what will I do with my time? Will I waste it on menial things? Will I spend it playing video games or sitting around moping because things aren’t going my way or moping because I don’t think I have any friends? Or will I spend my time creating great worlds where characters I write come alive or spend it talking late into the night with friends or working long hours to make sure that those I love can succeed at what they want to succeed at?

What makes me come alive? I think that is a question I don’t really know the answer to just yet.

As I think back, I kind of see hints at various things. I see times when I feel a warm feeling inside me when I’m helping someone understand something and they’re finally getting it. I see times when I stayed up until 1 or 2 in the morning writing a portion of my novel. I see times when I talked with a friend for hours via text message. I see times when I talked with a friend face to face for two hours and had a real heart to heart conversation about nothing at all. I see times when I read books and watch them come alive in my mind. I see a time in the future when money is no object for me and I lavish it on my friends and family. I see a time in the future when I have a fireplace and my friends and I sit around it talking and laughing late into the night. I see a time in the future when I sit near that same fireplace and read novels by the flickering light.

I don’t know what exactly makes me come alive, what makes my soul sing with everything it’s worth, but I will find out. I want to say it’s my relationships with friends and creating, but I still think it might be too early to tell. But I will find out.

As Howard Thurman puts it,

Don’t ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive, and go do it. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.

The world itself has too many needs. Too many people need so much that to help everyone would cause mass problems. But if you come alive, if you find what makes your heart beat faster, what makes you smile just thinking about doing it, that is what the world needs you to be doing.

The world needs you to become alive. It needs your soul to sing. It needs your love to exude a vibrant fragrance that scents the land and people around you. It needs you to be a vibrant being capable of pouring light and life into others expecting nothing in return.

Too often darkness and depression threatens to overrun what is good and pure. The world needs people who are alive so that they may shine in the darkness, that they may be vibrant beacons of the one true Light.

The world is not in need of mediocrity, it has enough of that. The world is in need of extraordinariness.

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