I am dying....

Did that title grab your attention? I can just imagine people scrolling along, thinking "Kelly sure does waffle on a lot! Doesn't she have better thi...... WHOA! WHAT?!?! Dying???"

I'm drawn to death. Not in a twisted, dress in black make up and dream about it way. But in a showing of the sincerity of people's hearts way. When someone tells you they are dying, you suddenly see them in a different light. Hurts of the past are forgiven more. You suddenly have time for the person who has been told their time may not be as long as they'd hoped.

We are all dying. From the moment we were created, these shells called 'bodies' are decaying and letting us down. (I can hear 'Amen!' from the elderly generations now!)

"A good reputation is more valuable than costly perfume.
And the day you die is better than the day you are born."

I have been blessed by being at only 5 funerals.

The 1st I didn't know a single person there. Not even the departed (i was filming for work)

Then baby T's funeral. He was born at 23weeks while I was 9months pregnant with my 1st child. That little man prepared me for motherhood no parenting book has even been able to do.

Baby K, who spent a precious 8months in her families arms. She taught me about prayer and love and the mysterious workings of God's perfect plan for our lives.

My Nanna. What a wonder woman! So many children and a church full of people saying farewell. Such a humble servant of the Lord. She taught me about the ripple effect. Little things turn into big things...

And most recently, W's farewell. So young. So suddenly to us all. He has been teaching me to cherish every moment, hold close the ones you love in action and truth, and God's ways are not our ways.

There are also other precious lives that I've been unable to attend the service of, but I have mourned over and learnt from. My 2 grandfathers, Beautiful B, little Esther and many little unborn babies who were too precious for this hard world and received a shortcut home.

To all these precious lives I am eternally grateful.

And the truth in the above verse comes for me from how much each funeral service has effected me. More then the times I've visited new babies! Don't get me wrong, I LOVE visiting new babies, but hearing someone's life story really makes me stop and reflect. Am I living to my full potential? If I were to have my funeral, what would people share about my life? If one if my loved ones was taken suddenly now, would there be words or actions that I will 'I wish I had of....' over?

Time is so precious. We need to take stock and live every moment!!

What could you cut back, throw out or turn off to make more time for what REALLY matters?

xK

PS - Much much love to the near and dear ones of the above mentioned people. My heart aches for your losses x

PPS - no, no doctor has told me I am dying, but if I were, what would you say? Don't save it for my funeral...