Death is dark.

Death is never a topic one approaches lightly. In my heart, I know that I have given my life to God and faith a thousand times over, and still fear that it is not enough. That when my time comes I will cease to exist, become nothing more than a whisper, a droplet of water in an ocean of people who came before me and will come after me. Sometimes the weight of the thought of death threatens to crush my chest, obstruct my breathing and kill me! I begin to panic, and hyperventilate. There's so much I want to do! I want to travel. I want to see the world and all its wonder. I want to help people. I want to change a life, just one. I want to fall in love, get married, have a family. I want to take beautiful pictures. I want to scuba dive. I want to improve the life of a child. I want, I want, I want. Then, well now, I guess, just now I realize, God knows what I want. He knows all of my wants. It may just be that my wants don't line up with His wants for me. Or, that the timing is just off, and my desire for instant gratification is keeping me from enjoying what I have now. Death is guaranteed. But so is life. Life in God will be a very fruitful life indeed.