When my time comes, I want to die empty. Not empty as in having a huge void. More like knowing that I’d pursued and maybe even accomplished every dream I’d ever dreamt. That I’d fulfilled every purpose assigned by God. That I’d poured out every bit of my self…to the very last drop; having nothing left. That I’d given away every gift I had to be used and replicated for future generations. Leaving a full legacy to be poured out by others again and again.
Yes, I want to leave here empty. Not soon. But definitely empty. Exhausted. Depleted of all of my natural resources. Ready to rock some heavenly threads.
That sounds good to me. What about you?