what if?

during highschool and college, i ran with one of the tightest crews (which was really only four of us), & we were/are real good proof that friends become family and people that work their way into your bones and make a permanent mark on your life. one of our things was to come up with ridiculous "what if's..", like:
"what if we drove through McDonald's door with Dustin's car?" or
"what if I shot a pistol through the drums at this concert?" or
"what if i threw a tantrum in the mall until you bought me a stuffed animal from this kiosk?" or
"what if i used nail polish as lipstick?"
..just really nutty stuff that we'd laugh so hard about we'd cry, but never have the guts to do.

but lately a new set of what if?s have been drifting across my mind

and they go something like this..

what if the point of my life isn't to fall in love, to find "the one"?

what if it's not about getting married?

what if it's not about having a happily ever after?

what if it's not about dying peacefully at 90 years old?

what if it's about dying at twentysomething?

what if it's about getting roughed up, robbed from, beat up, violated,
dying fighting for freedom and liberation?

what if my life isn't the typical American dream i thought it was?

what if life wasn't what i thought it was at all?

guys, get this. God works in ways we're usually not expecting. our time here is about falling in love with Him who created us, and glorifying Him with the life He gave us, because it's not just in our earthly life that God is honored and souls are impacted, but in our earthly deaths as well.

life is about dying for a reason.
don't be so sure yours is going to be so long.

& that's the whole point of tomorrows. they're another chance to start over, to continue with something good.
today isn't the end. it never is.