Squeezing life out of life

{repost from 7/2021}

I have a tattoo that says, “memento mori, memento vivere.”

Remember death. Remember to live.

Life is short and blah blah blah. Well let me tell you, LIFE IS SHORT.

“The days of our years in them are threescore and ten years. But if in the strong they be fourscore years: and what is more of them is labour and sorrow. For mildness is come upon us: and we shall be corrected.” Psalm 89:10

Basically 70 or 80 years. Or only 41 years. And most of them in toil and struggle with hopes of a someday rest.

Well, working out our salvation with fear and trembling we hope and beg for the rest. With God.

And in the meantime, life is short.

It is too short for unforgiveness.

It is too short to pass up the good bottle of wine.

It is too short to delay confession.

It’s too short to be lazy.

It’s too short not to tithe and be generous.

It’s too short to put things off for tomorrow.

It’s too short to cry over spilled milk (or the shattered wine glass that was your grandma’s sniffle sniffle).

It’s too short not to ask her out.

It’s too short to never take a day off work.

It’s too short to say, “kids, I’ll play with you tomorrow.”

It’s too short not to wear the fav dress walking the dog at the beach.

It’s too short not to be Catholic. (Avila’s addition lol)

You get the point.

Death is coming for us all. Some of us next week. Some of us in a decade. Some a bit longer.

But only a bit.

And this isn’t meant to make you sad, for remembering death reminds us how we should LIVE. For how we live not only determines what sort of life after death we shall have, for all of eternity (let that sink in), but also how we want to spend our days.

Yes, suffering and toil is life, for all of us. But we can choose to breathe JOY in between the lines of strife. To let the aroma of gladness permeate the darkness and pour life into it all.

So, today, this weekend, I choose to wear the dress and drink the (good) wine and go to confession and Mass, and play with my kids and whatever else I can do to squeeze all the life out of life and offer all the merits I can to Our Lord. Squeezing and offering for my joy and all the souls I can bring with me.

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