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*The Air India plane crash.*
To some, just another breaking news story.
To me, it was a soul-stirring reminder of how fragile and unpredictable life really is.
Four lives. Four stories. Four powerful lessons that changed how I see time, purpose, and the grace of each moment.
First: A family who had waited years to fulfill their dream of migrating to the UK.
Life kept getting in the way, responsibilities, delays, decisions.
They finally made it onto the plane… but never reached their destination
And I realized:
We carry so many plans for “someday.” But if we keep waiting, someday becomes never.
Second: A woman who was supposed to be on that flight. She arrived late. Missed the check-in. Pleaded to get on board but was denied. She was frustrated, angry, defeated. Only to later realize: that delay was divine protection.
We don’t always get what we want, because God sees what we cannot.
Sometimes, His “no” is what keeps us alive.
Third: A man who survived.
The plane split in half and he happened to be in the section that didn’t catch fire.
He walked away, dazed and alive, from something no one thought survivable.
It wasn’t luck. It was purpose. And I was reminded of the verse: “There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens.” – Ecclesiastes 3:1
It simply wasn’t his time.
Fourth: And then those who didn’t make it. People with dreams. People with families. People with unfinished stories.
They kissed someone goodbye that morning… not knowing it was the last time.
Their lives remind us that time is not guaranteed. We’re not promised old age. We’re not promised later. What we have is now. A breath. A heartbeat. A chance.
So while you still have today..
While you’re still breathing, still strong, still able, don’t waste it. Don’t wait for the “perfect” moment.
Love now. Apologize now. Forgive now. Dream now. Speak now.
Because life doesn’t always come with warnings. And sometimes… “next time” never comes.0 Comentários 0 Compartilhamentos 96 Visualizações -
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The older you get, the more you realize that life's real luxuries aren't things you can post or price. It's having time - not just to get things done and exist, but to actually live.
It's a healthy body that lets you move through the day without pain. It's being able to say "No" without guilt and "Yes" without fear. The most valuable things in life aren't the ones that impress others.
They're the ones that restore and energize you.
Truth is: some of the richest people you'll ever meet aren't the ones with the most money. They're the ones who wake up excited, love without fear and possess a mind that is calm, clear and at peace. These things can't be bought. They must be earned and cultivated through effort and appreciation.The older you get, the more you realize that life's real luxuries aren't things you can post or price. It's having time - not just to get things done and exist, but to actually live. It's a healthy body that lets you move through the day without pain. It's being able to say "No" without guilt and "Yes" without fear. The most valuable things in life aren't the ones that impress others. They're the ones that restore and energize you. Truth is: some of the richest people you'll ever meet aren't the ones with the most money. They're the ones who wake up excited, love without fear and possess a mind that is calm, clear and at peace. These things can't be bought. They must be earned and cultivated through effort and appreciation.
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The hardest part of Grief
Grief leaves you stranded in the middle of the highway. You sit there, just staring into the distance, wondering which way is better. Forward feels terrifying. It's uncertain and unfamiliar. You don't know what life will look like without them or without what you lost. You don't know who you are now, or how to keep going when everything has changed. Going backward? That's even worse.
That means walking back into the heartbreak, the funeral, the moment everything broke. It means reopening the pain, replaying every memory, every goodbye, every silent scream. So you just sit there, stuck between what hurts and what's unknown.
That's the hardest part.The hardest part of Grief Grief leaves you stranded in the middle of the highway. You sit there, just staring into the distance, wondering which way is better. Forward feels terrifying. It's uncertain and unfamiliar. You don't know what life will look like without them or without what you lost. You don't know who you are now, or how to keep going when everything has changed. Going backward? That's even worse. That means walking back into the heartbreak, the funeral, the moment everything broke. It means reopening the pain, replaying every memory, every goodbye, every silent scream. So you just sit there, stuck between what hurts and what's unknown. That's the hardest part.
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