Today I was reminded of how easily we take life for granted. This morning I woke up with a dream of an accident that left me feeling shaken. I had this eerily feeling that something bad was going to happen. Being my selfish self I naturally thought to pray for safety while driving to school. I remember leaving home thinking: this could be the last time I see my parents. I don't know why I had such a morbid thought, maybe God was trying to get me to pray. Next time I feel that dark feeling I should just start to pray in general.
Regardless, this afternoon one of my classes was held at a funeral home. It served as yet another reminder that we do not know which day will be our last.
Tonight I discovered that last night in Cambodia (which was this morning here) over 300 people died after attending the water festival. A festival that I attended two years ago. Friends posted photos on facebook of just a pile of dead bodies. Please remember their families in prayer. Please pray that the Christians will be a light during this difficult time. http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1332111/Hundreds-feared-dead-following-Cambodia-festival-stampede.html
Let's not live life as if we have an endless amount of time before us; rather, let us live life as if each day might be our last.
