Time is such a funny thing. It seems like at times, we have so much of it, putting things off until tomorrow or saying, "Oh, I'll wait until next week to do that." Other times, it seems like we don't have near enough of it. Cramming for tests, trying to be at three different places at once, having to juggle work, school, and family or friend time all in between. It's stressful and overwhelming, but it's also reassuring knowing we're blessed enough to have the time to be able to spend with our loved ones, or to get our work done successfully. It's also a painful thing though.
A year and a half ago, on a Thursday night, my family and I got a call randomly, that my uncle had been murdered. I wondered where all the time had gone? The week before he was just at his home, cracking jokes with the family playing with my cousins and telling stories. Now, it was all just a memory. Two days ago on Friday, I got the terrible news that a young 18 year old girl who was good friends with some of my friends from a church camp, (I knew of her, but didn't know her personally) was in a horrible car wreck. Doctors told the family there was pretty much no hope for her. However, at this moment she is on a breathing machine and has made it through the last two nights. Her life is being held in God's hands and whether she leaves this world in the days to come, or she pulls through this, it will all happen according to God's time. It broke my heart to hear about the event; the girl is such a God fearing, inspiring young lady, and to think that she is only the same exact age as me, she's fighting for her life. As I read the posts on things such as Facebook and Twitter from her many loved ones, there was one post that stuck out to me and that was by her sister. In her post, the young girl told God, if you're ready for my sister to come home, then take her! She's ready. If not, then awesome, restore her health and perform a miracle! The point was, the girl understood that this is all happening in God's time. Even when tragic events we must always remember that it may not be when we wanted it to happen, but it's about God's time. It's the good and bad in life that make us realize how blessed we are to be able to be given the time of day to experience them. It's amazing how fast time can be cut short on us. We never know when our last moments on this earth may be, that fact alone should be our motivation to live life to the most and be the absolute best we can be everyday.
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| This is the girl, with her holding her sister's hand in the hospital. |
Very emotional and insightful blog Alyssa. I was shocked and yet relieved as I read how you dealt with your tragedy. I would hope that I could have the same strength of character and self control to handle a family crisis like this. I also hope you don't my saying, I hope and pray I never have to live something like this.
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