Have you ever thought what it would be like if we didn't exist? Or at least if we didn't exist as humans?
And have you ever thought what it would be like if we died? Or at least if we left this world? Will it be like in the movies, where people whom you've loved (and haven't loved) came around, grieved, mourned, regretted, cried, and made long speeches about how we've affected them...
And have you ever thought what your funeral would be like? I mean don't you want people to be genuinely devastated when they see you in that long wooden box? Don't you want to leave this world without leaving the hearts of the people you love (and didn't love)?
And don't you ever wonder what people will bring or do or say at your funeral? And I don't believe if you tell me that you've never thought about what you would want life to be like for some people after you're gone. And if you were to be incarnated, and given a second chance to live, don't you ever wonder what God will revive you into?
Sometimes, I wonder if I should tell people what I really want to say... I mean one day, we will all be gone, and sometimes I fear if I don't tell them whatever is inside of me, time will run out in a flash and before I know it, we'll be separated in some way or another and they'll never get to know what I really want to say. And that sucks cuz sometimes what I want to tell them is even better than what I said, and probably also better than what they want to hear.
But you know, it takes courage, a lot of it, to tell someone what you really want to tell them, and very often just mustering up enough courage takes forever. And maybe that's why people cry at funerals. Well I don't want to be the one weeping the tears of regret...
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