Well, it’s started. Before I came to India I was doing my last
times before coming here for two months. Now, I am doing all the last times
before I come home. The last Thursday, the last Friday, the last Saturday
chillaxing in Barasot and the lasts that are to come:
Last favorite meal of spicy chicken and rice, last 5:30 tea
time, last snuggle/nap time with one of my little boys, last time teasing the
pastor’s wife and watching her eyes water up because she is laughing so hard,
last time of sleeping under my insanely awesome mosquito net, (who knows, I
just may use it at home 🙂 ), last time of singing on the roof, last time of
hearing these boys sing there hearts out, last time of playing my Lime Green
Stringed guitar, last time hugging or giving kisses to our boys, and I’m sure
there is more. It’s so easy to treat every day like it’s the last one because I
know how close the end really is.
We can take this a step further though. There are many quotes
about treating every day like it’s your last. I think I’ve even seen quotes
like that on coffee cups actually. Think about it. If you knew, you KNEW that
tomorrow was your last day. What would you do differently? Who would be the
first person you would run to? How many people would you run to say “I love
you” to? How many people would you pray for? How many people would you share
the message of Jesus with in such a desperate way, because you know you only
have so much time and this is it for you? How many people would you call to say
thank you too? What last minute legacy would you leave? Or where would your
last footprints lead? Who would you be in those last 24 hours? I want you to
REALLY think about this! I know for me it’s so easy to get all fired up on
missions trips and be so excited for the things God is showing me and doing in
my life but then? I stop living. I forget about all He has taught me. I forget
all those precious moments spent with Him on a random roof in India. I forget.
I lose the passions He has placed on my heart. I forget who He has made me to
be. He made me to be the girl who lives like every day is her last. Except, I’m
not doing too good of a job with that. I want SO badly to live my life like
every second is my last. Or you can view every person you see as if they only
have 24 hours to live. What would you do then? Start living in the moment
people! Start seeing it as your last. Because with God, you never know when you
will take your last breath.
Steadfastly,
Hurricane Hannah With Her Highlights
Aka,
Hannah
Kripa “Grace”
