When You Come Back Again, Would You Bring Me Something Back From The Fridge

Last night I viewed the final episode of Cowboy Bepob. It still does not thoroughly impress me, nor do I care to watch it again any time soon. In fact, the despairing feeling it brought to me is something I still cannot shake. To see a character in his last days still never find the peace and hope he searched for in his life reminded me of the sorrow surrounding every day for so many people. It reminded me of why God has given me the ability to create what I have. He has given me a message. A message of love and grace that can only be found in Jesus Christ. Urgency seemed for so long to drive what is now sitting, and it is time I heeded that urgency. Our time here is so short so why do we sit around in our pain instead of taking action? Are we really that focused on our own self-preservation? Curse our lack of motivation. I don't know about you, but I am getting up. Even if it kills me, I will see joy replace the loss of hope in this world. Even is just one person is changed... so be it.