The "I, MY, Mine" Won't Even Matter

By the sweat of your brow you will eat your food until you return to the ground, since from it you were taken; for dust you are and to dust you will return.
-- Genesis 3:19

Have you seen the movie, The Curious Case of Benjamin Button? It was about the love story between Daisy and Benjamin. What was curious about the story was that Benjamin was born with a physical condition of a 70-year old, and as years marched by, his body became younger. The story explored the possibility and the consequences when a man of Benjamin's condition, fell in love with a normal woman. It was really a thought-provoking movie; one that will linger in your mind long after the movie ended. Near the end of the story, Benjamin, now an infant, died in the hands of Daisy who was already around 70-yr old. Quite a twist!

However, in real life such phenomenon doesn't really happen, as far as I know. But what is true, even in the story, is that all of us will die, and that is as sure as the sun rises in the east, no twist whatsoever. And no amount of money in the world can prevent that either.

There was once a town named Laging-May-Tubig that was famous for its well; it didn't run out of water. People from other neighboring towns had to go to this town just to fetch water during the long dry summer spell when their wells ran dry. The well had blessed so many people most especially the folks in Laging-May-Tubig. As years went by, the people in the town became so used to the fact that the well didn't run dry, soon they started wasting water, and they never bothered to conserve. One day the well ran dry. Only then did the townsfolk realize how important was the well to them. But it was too late.

We are the townsfolk, and the water is our life. Like Benjamin, we will die someday.

Most of us live our life like sprinters, and car racers; we only stop to take a breath or to sleep, and then off we go again zooming to our next goal. We become a society of clock-conscious, schedule-bearing, and goal-oriented individuals. There is nothing wrong to this except what is the content of the planner; most often than not, it's just, "I, My, Mine."

Stop. Relax your mind. Feel the oxygen running through your nose, and down to your lungs. Enjoy all the beautiful creations of God -- the stars, the moon, the flowers, the trees, the birds, even the warmth of the sun, and many others, whenever you can. Enhance your God-given talent to become a virtuoso in your own right, and use your talent to serve others. Finally, enjoy the presence of your love ones, and your true friends. After all, the well will run dry for you, and for them.

In the end, it's not how far you've traveled or how fast you've traveled in your life, but how much love you've given to the people you've meet along the way, and how much you've helped them become better persons, that truly matters. The "I, MY, Mine" won't even matter.