If I didn't get out of bed tomorrow...
my kids would still eat.
my bills would still be unpaid.
they'd find another sub at school.
I wouldn't make any new friends.
I wouldn't fall in love.
I wouldn't lose a job.
no one would die.
I would get texts from three people.
I would get two phone calls.
no one would buy me lunch.
my kids might get in trouble.
If I did get out of bed tomorrow...
my kids would still eat.
my bills would still be unpaid.
they'll have to find one less sub at school tomorrow.
I might make a new friend.
I still won't fall in love.
I wouldn't lose a job.
no one would die.
I would get texts from one person.
I would get no phone calls.
someone might buy me lunch.
my kids might get in trouble.
my life wouldn't be dramatically altered by the choice to avoid life tomorrow. but I can't answer whether someone else's would be. and the reality about life is that nothing is really in our control. we move. we breath. we make choices and live. our choices affect each other and all we can answer for or influence are the things that we engage. tomorrow may not have a purpose in my life, but my life might have a purpose in someone else's tomorrow.
and so whether satan says "oh crap" when I get out of bed tomorrow or the angels shudder in dread, the action I take in doing so changes the outcome of the world around me. I have a responsibility to live, and until that is taken away from me by the forces that I cannot control, every choice must be to live well, and truly, honestly and sincerely. because it's not about me.
