Make a Difference Week: You Feared Death… But You Never Lived…

To fully understand this post on Make a Difference Week,  I would suggest you start with Part 1 in this series:  Make a Difference Week: Family, Without Blood or Borders… Part 1.
Part 2 of my “Make a Difference Week”.

The story of how to make a difference in your life is nothing more than deciding to.

More bluntly, stop lying to yourself that you are truly living in the bliss of purpose and start creating the life you want by accepting that you’re not.

How to make a difference in your life?  Start by reading this…

 

The crackle of Death’s voice split the eerie night with malice.

“It is time” he whispered with finality

The old man tilted his head.  His pleading eyes were immediately blurred by the stench of decay and ruin.

He looked longingly into Death’s eyes; hoping to find a shred of mercy or hint of compassion.

An icy, soulless stare met his aching appeal.

Frozen in terror, but convicted in his ability to bargain, the old man cleared his throat and spoke in charming protest.

“It cannot be my time” he offered with a gentle firmness

“Not yet”

Death’s eyes grew amused and mocking.

“And why is that?” was the steely, cold response

The old man’s cunning mind began to race.  Perhaps this was negotiable.

“Because I have love for humanity and I want to learn how to make a difference in the world” he said with a dishonest and yet convincing humility

“You do?” taunted Death

“Yes” said the old man with raising optimism

“I have much left to do for people…”

“And yet you never expressed this love in life” interrupted Death “You never sought the means to learn how to make a difference for people”

A callous chill engulfed the old man.  Although objecting was his immediate emotional response, he knew that Death was right.

“I tried…” offered the old man weakly

“Yes” interrupted Death again “you tried but you did not do”

“You allowed yourself to become conditioned by fear.  Fear of race; of nationality and political ideology.  Fear of not having if you gave too much away”

“You did not love humanity, you feared scarcity and competition.  You did not want to know how to make a difference, you choose instead to deny those who truly needed”

“You did not seek to serve; you opted to accumulate”

“But is it a sin to want for myself?” asked the man in begging denial

“It is not” scorned Death

“It is neither a sin nor a mistake.  But the true, rare and succulent riches only ever come to those whose purpose is to elevate others; not only themselves”

Defeated, the old man felt his breathing become labored.

Frantic, he searched his mind.

A persuasive argument that could convince Death to look elsewhere on this night.

A smile curved on the old man’s mouth.

A faint gleam in his eye boasted hopefulness.

“Because I love life and know that I can learn how to make a difference” spoke the old man modestly and simply

The air turned wicked as Death roared in laughter.

A thunderous chill skipped through the old man’s spine as Death rose from his seated position.  The room blackened with spite and evil.

“Love life and learn how to make a difference?” Death chuckled with distain

“You did not love life; you feared me”

“You could have smiled in gratitude, but opted to sulk in pity”

“You could have stood out, but chose to huddle with the lemmings”

“You could have given, but decided to take”

“You could have sacrificed good to become great”

“You could have sown a legacy, but elected to live in self-servitude”

“You could have used your gifts, but kept them hidden instead”

Death paused, a sense of empathy poured out from his hooded presence.

“Your story is the same as so many before you” he said calmly

“You awoke every morning and went about your day without emotion or thought.  You complained about what you didn’t have.  You whined about the perceived injustices that kept you trolling through a mundane existence.  You stayed within your bubble of comfort, never venturing into the majesty of the unknown”

“You say you love life” Death offered softly

“But you never lived……”

 

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8 Responses to Make a Difference Week: You Feared Death… But You Never Lived…

  1. William Ainslie September 5, 2012 at 2:09 pm #

    I am deeply influenced by your artistry and am overwhelmed by emotion. I am running out right now with renewed vigor to freely give my gifts to those that want to receive and use them – in the process expanding myself over ever greater distances.

    • Brian Grasso September 6, 2012 at 8:03 am #

      That is just plain beautiful, William…. Thank you so much for your incredible comment <3

  2. Sue McCarthy September 6, 2012 at 5:19 am #

    Wow… just plain wow! Thank you.

    • Brian Grasso September 6, 2012 at 8:04 am #

      Thank YOU, Sue!!! Truly appreciate you stopping by with a comment…. <3

  3. Jacqui September 6, 2012 at 9:19 pm #

    Whoa….

  4. Jen Croneberger September 9, 2012 at 7:31 pm #

    One of my favorites!

  5. Sarah Brown September 14, 2012 at 2:41 am #

    Oh my word…. A truly amazing post, which simultaneously ran a chill up my spine, yet wrapped me in a cloak of warmth. Thank you <3

    • Brian Grasso September 14, 2012 at 5:48 am #

      Thank YOU so very much, Sarah…. <3

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