...fragile

So, I was basically being my nerdy history buff self earlier today. I was looking at something that was talking about the Chernobyl disaster. It must of been so very weird for the people of that city and Prypiat to be able to understand or grasp what it was that had just happened. Something that immense completely changing their lives forever. It made me think about this very true statement: "life is fragile". So since life is fragile, very mortal, why do we treat it so carelessly and why do we not do what we know we are supposed to? When one single moment could make all the difference!

Soft and dear. Light and calm. Changing ever so slowly, to be put out at an instance. Though it's existence itself may endure the tests of time, it's immediate time on this earth is short. Coming and going with the seasons. Like a grain of sand blown in the wind. It can either be placed down softly and sweetly. Or thrown and destroyed by it's surroundings. There is but one thing we are assured of. This moment here and now is lasting, for now. Don't let it be blown away, to have never even affected a single soul.

"... For if you remain silent at this time, relief and deliverance for the Jews will arise from another place, but you and your father's family will perish. And who knows but that you have come to this royal position for such a time as this?" -Esther 4:14