The only thing consistent about me is inconsistency. I often go two weeks without composing anything. Now here it is less than twenty four hours and I'm writing on this blog again. I had to. I just read this story in a book and it is so true I had to share it.
This man named Mike was a great encourager to everyone around him. Daily he would ask others how their day was going. When they asked him in return he would always respond, "If I were any better I would have to be twins." He said he made a choice each morning to make the day a good day. (Sound familiar to anyone?)
One day Mike had an accident at work where he fell 60 feet from a communications tower. A friend asked him what went through his mind as he lay on the ground unable to move while waiting on help. "As I lay there on the ground," he told his friend, "I remembered I had two choices. I could choose to live or I could choose to die. I chose to live."
"Weren't you scared?" the man asked weeks after the accident. "Yes, but the paramedics were great. They kept telling me I was going to be fine. But when I got to the emergency room I began to be scared. The faces of the doctors said "Here is one dead man.""
"So what did you do?" his friend asked. "Well, when the nurses asked me 'Are you allergic to anything? 'I told them 'yes'. They abruptly stopped working on me and said 'You are, what?' 'Gravity', I said. Over the laughter, I told them 'Listen, I am choosing to live. So operate on me as if you were operating on a man who is alive, not a man who is dead."
Living well must become intentional. Don't stop dreaming of what your life can be. You may never become all that you dream of, but you'll never achieve anything taht you don't dream of. What choice will you make?