Though my life may seem small,
short, and ordinary, I’ve seen things.
Irrational things.
Miraculous things. Extraordinary things.
Things that I didn’t want to
see. Things that I wish I hadn’t seen.
Things that I’m glad I saw.
Things that changed me.
I’ve seen a light in the sky that
was not explainable. A heavenly light switch flipped on, then off.
I’ve seen black smoke fill a
house.
I’ve seen a face soften with one
word, one tear, one small action.
I’ve seen wounds heal over time,
physical and emotional.
I’ve seen a crime happen.
I’ve seen a man gasp for breath on
his next-to-last day on earth.
I’ve seen joy. The face
of my daughter on her birthday. The smile of my son as I give him
the go ahead to play with his friends.
I’ve seen injury.
I’ve seen violence.
I’ve seen love.
I’ve seen fear.
I’ve seen all of these things and
more. They are not destinations. They are not goals. They are
things that happened, things that I just happened to catch while living this
life.
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