Letter Eight
My Dearest Daughters,
Life is precious. Find the joy and hold on for all it’s worth.
Here is the thing that keeps me wondering. How can life seem so unfair? Life isn’t fair. Never was, never will be. I know you’ve all heard me say this a million times. Even though I know this to be true, why is it so difficult to wrap my mind around the fullness of this truth?
How can a couple who are so utterly and completely devoted to each other, a couple who genuinely enjoy the company of each other, a couple who work together through good times and hard times, be the couple who has their spouse pass way too early in life, in their marriage, by human standards anyway. And other couples, couples who struggle in every area, couples who have a difficult time of communicating, couples who deal with addictions and other behaviors tied in with that, how can these couples last a lifetime (by human standards)?
How can a person so utterly and completely devoted to God pass so early? I am assuming though, aren’t I my dearest daughters, presuming to know the hearts of those I stand in judgment, and yes, that is what it is if I assume to know their hearts. No one knows but the One who knows.
I grapple with life’s seemingly injustices. For if I were God…but I’m not. And that is a very good thing indeed.
I have an urgency to express to you to not take life for granted! Not for a second! The people who are close to you are here but for a time, an appointed time.
It’s never too late is a false statement that holds some truth. It’s never too late to make important, life-altering decisions, but you can only do so while you are here, breathing with every beat of your heart, for the heart will one day stop.
We know not when, for we are in a temporary body that will one day surely die
Hard truths, harsh words. But let me leave you with this. Life is also full of such joy it is hard to contain. In fact, you can’t. It must be shared or given away else it becomes a rotting heap of garbage. Life is precious, my dearest daughters, it just is.
Love,
Mother