𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭.

I've tried to fight the storm gathering in my heart with every ounce of strength I have, but all to no avail.

Why have the young fallen in the very season of their strength?

Why them?

Why must those whose eyes should be bright with dreams go so early into their graves?

Why does pain find them so soon?

Why, why, why?

July came with many "whys" but no answers.

So here is a question that has been searching my own heart, and perhaps it should search yours too:

𝐈𝐟 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲?

Five young hearts were snatched away in their prime, all within the space of one month. Two of those losses struck especially close to my heart. I never met them in person, yet through their online presence as writers, I felt as though I knew them.

Dear young soul, this is not a post to frighten you but to remind you of a truth we often forget: life is fragile.

We speak of tomorrow as though it were certain, yet none of us knows what the next hour holds. Dreams are beautiful, but they are delicate. Plans are good, but they are never guaranteed.

The truth is simple: when this life ends, each of us will spend eternity in one of two places—heaven, in the presence of God, or hell, separated from Him forever.

That is why the most important decision you will ever make is to surrender your life to Jesus Christ. He alone can save you from your sins, clothe you in His righteousness, and give you the gift of eternal life.

Now is the time to seek Him.

"𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡, 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐰 𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐲, '𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦.'" — 𝐄𝐜𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝟏𝟐:𝟏 (𝐍𝐊𝐉𝐕)

Don't wait until tomorrow to respond to His call.

Tomorrow is a gift, not a guarantee.

God's Ready Writer