Every once in a while, I think about the fact that we all die. But we really don't know when or how, or where. It's kind of scary, I admit. If I were to go tomorrow, how would I want my son to remember me? As the father who had joy in his life, and loved every day? Or the father who gave up, and was always cross, short tempered, and lazy?
I am pretty sure I have cast off my old self - the one that over-indulged in food - well, most of the time - was depressed about being fat, and was often short fused. I am sure there is yet another layer of "spiritual fat" for me to work off. I want Adam to learn about all health, not just physical. The spirit, both personal as Holy, can shape us into a Godly being, but only if we provide the manpower.
If you were to go tomorrow - how would you shape today?
