As I am in a contemplative mood:

First, I did not begin this post with an idea of what I'm going to write. I think that the most profound things come from random scribbles. Since I love profundity (and I love that word) I will endeavor to scribble something out.
Of course, I can't promise anything good will come of this post, except maybe an excuse for you to waste thirty seconds of your life. But then, I can't promise I won't die within the next ten minutes either. One really can't go through life completely sure of himself or he will be woefully disappointed. Nothing ever goes exactly as we wish, and there's really nothing we can do about that except sit back, enjoy the ride, and keep what things we can under control.
That last sentence might cause some confusion so let me explain:
There are some things I can control - whether I eat breakfast or don't eat breakfast, whether I wear a green shirt or an orange one. There are other things I cannot control - whether the car in the other lane will or won't hit me, whether or not a bus runs over me, whether or not my house gets struck by lightning. I control my personal choices, but I don't control the choice another person has of stabbing me or not. He controls that choice, and I really can't stop him from wielding the knife if he wants to. There are some precautions I can take, such as make sure I wear my seat belt, when involving myself in these "risky" endeavors over which I have no control.
In the end it all boils down to God's choices. If he wishes to end my life within the next ten minutes or in the next ten years, it is up to Him. My choice is whether or not I'll be prepared for it. That doesn't mean I walk around in constant terror and depression because I might die. It means I live day to day as if it were the last day of my life. I strengthen my relationship with God and with my family, because I might not have the chance to tomorrow.

And I wonder how many of us really think about that. Are we constantly aware of how short our lives are, or do we live in constant denial of the fact that one day our lives on this earth will end?
We shouldn't mourn the fact that we die, because death isn't the end. We shouldn't cling on to worldly things either - family, possessions - because these will pass away too. It doesn't mean we don't cherish our family and friends, but it means we cherish God more.


That is my rambling bit for the day. It is probably devoid of all profundity, but that doesn't really matter. Profundity is pretty subjective anyways.