I Can't Stop Thinking About Him

It's now 4:35 in the morning. I can't sleep- been up about an hour and a half. I had such a great day yesterday and went to bed with a full belly and full heart. I was able to see a friend for lunch and another friend for dinner. I'm enjoying my Spring Break. But I can't stop thinking about him. 

Who is he? I don't know his name. I was passing by in my car on the way to get on to the interstate and I saw the fire truck coming. I looked over and saw him. He was on the ground at the bus stop. His hood was over his head and his face was towards the ground. He was wearing a gray coat and appeared to be unresponsive. He wasn't moving and I saw someone trying to get him to respond. 

Who is he? Was he waiting for the bus and passed out? Did he keel over from a heart attack? What is his condition? Was he a homeless person? Or a student at college? Was he a hard working man with multiple jobs trying to support his family? 

I saw the firemen get out of the fire truck and rush to him. I saw the people around him looking- watching with abated breath to see what was going on. 

I'm reminded of the verse in the Bible in James 4:14 " Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away."

I can't get him out of my mind. I have been thinking about him all night and he is haunting me in my sleep. 

Life is a vapor- here one day and gone the next. We are not guaranteed another minute with our loved ones. This was someone's son, maybe even father or brother or uncle- I don't know. Cherish every day you have with those you love. Make time for those you love and care about. We don't know when the last time will be that we see someone or talk to someone. 

I need to make the time here on earth count. I need to show more love and compassion to those around me. I need to be centered around Christ and not centered around myself. It doesn't matter what is going on in my life, there is someone who needs me. There's someone that I can help. 

I can't stop thinking about him. I won't stop thinking about him. Passing by that scene was meant to happen to me. It was meant to get me to stop thinking about myself so much and focus on Him. 

I won't stop thinking about Him. In His death, He gave me life. A life that has a purpose and a meaning. A life destined for greatness. I don't know what that is yet, but I'm going to do my best to follow the path that was meant for me and share Him along the way. 

Thanks for reading and following along with me! 



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