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Life after death

Breathe

I have really been thinking about life after death lately.   I don’t mean the religious kind, I mean the way things seem to work in life.  I have noticed several things as I am thinking and watching and learning.  Death comes first, then comes life.  By death I mean brokeness, endness, sickness, and death.   Often times I have noticed that something breaks and then we begin the restoration.  Something ends, and then something else begins.  It takes sickness for healing to begin.  Death often brings new life into relationships that have once been neglected.  A beautiful field of cotton must first be torn and plowed.  A beautiful tattoo must first scab over to heal.  There has to be some form of destruction first.  The old has to be shed in order for there to be something new.

It’s a sad truth that it usually takes something bad to happen before we begin to heal and restore.  We almost have to be knocked down in order to get back up again.  I guess these are life’s little lessons.  Or in my world they are lessons.

People die and then I start to realize how much I needed them in my life.  Or someone tells you something you don’t want to hear and then you make changes to better yourself or change the situation.  It takes a bad marriage to help you appreciate the good one you have now.  I feel that it is mostly the hurts that teach us who to be now.  Our bad experiences shape us and mold us into who we are now.  I guess some experiences leave us worse off, but for the most part, in my life, I have been made the better because of them.  I may have some hardness or stress that I wouldn’t have otherwise, but for the most part I am better off for having gone through many of the things I have gone through.

My head is so full of random thoughts on this subject that I am sure I haven’t portrayed all of them or began to scratch the surface, but hopefully you see what I am saying.  Learn from the bad.  Death doesn’t have to be the end.  Bad things don’t have to be the end.  Get up, dust yourself off, and keep going.

Lyrics from my favorites, Andra Day Rise Up

You’re broken down and tired
Of living life on a merry-go-round
And you can’t find the fighter
But I see it in you so we gonna walk it out
And move mountains
We gonna walk it out
And move mountains
And I’ll rise up
I’ll rise like the day
I’ll rise up
I’ll rise unafraid
I’ll rise up
And I’ll do it a thousand times again
And I’ll rise up
High like the waves
I’ll rise up
In spite of the ache
I’ll rise up
And I’ll do it a thousands times again
For you When the silence isn’t quiet
And it feels like it’s getting hard to breathe
And I know you feel like dying
But I promise we’ll take the world to its feet
And move mountains
We gonna walk it out
And move mountains
And I’ll rise up
I’ll rise like the day
I’ll rise up
I’ll rise unafraid
I’ll rise up
And I’ll do it a thousand times again
For you All we need, all we need is hope
And for that we have each other
And for that we have each other
We will rise
We will rise
We’ll rise, ohh ohhh
We’ll rise
I’ll rise up
Rise like the day
I’ll rise up
In spite of the ache
I will rise a thousands times again
And we’ll rise up
Rise like the waves
We’ll rise up
In spite of the ache
We’ll rise up
And we’ll do it a thousands times again
For you ohhhh ohhh ohh ohhh ohh (3X

 

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