A few years back, the ex-recording artist, turned Pastor, turned recording artist again, Mase, had a record out called “If I Had 24 hours to live?”
During the song, he, and a couple of other rappers, stated what they would do if they had 24 hours to live.
For some reason, when I sat down to write this , I thought of that song, “If I had 24 hours to live?”
What if you found out that you had 24 hours to live?
Think about it for a moment.
If you had 24 hours to live and knew for a fact that you would be leaving this earth, would you be happy with the life that you led?
Would you be able to say that you’ve made the most of your life?
Would you look back on your life and say, “I’ve lived the best life I could possibly live?”
Or would you think, “Wow, I have 24 hours to live and I haven’t even started to live yet?”
Would you happy that you were meeting your maker so you can share with Him how you used the gifts and talents he gave to you, or would you feel ashamed because you never used your talents in any way.
Or would you think, “I haven’t done nearly the things that I know I am capable of doing. I haven’t accomplished the things that I have always wished to accomplish.”
My question to you is, “Why haven’t you? What’s stopping you?”
We always have excuses as to why we haven’t accomplished the things that we have dreamed of accomplishing, or doing the things that we’ve hoped to do.
You’ve heard the stories of people on their death bed wishing they had spent more time with their families, or wishing they had spent less time complaining and more time living, or wishing they had accomplished more with their life.
Life is truly a gift.
Yet, most of us treat it as if it’s nothing. We don’t give life a second thought until we are faced with the reality of death. For some reason, we feel that we have all the time in the world to get around to doing the things that we have thought of doing with our life, but before we know it, we look up and its over.
I don’t know about you, but I don’t want to be one of those folks on my death bed, thinking back on the life I lived and regretting the fact that I never took control of my life and started living. I would hate to come to the realization that I never really LIVED but merely existed for so many years.
Most people simply drift through life, never taking control or even knowing or believing that they CAN take control of their life. They simply let left push them and pull them on through it until one day they wake up, on their death bed, knowing they have 24 hours to live and it is at THAT point they decide that they should have been more of this or did more of that.
Don’t be one of those people!