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thought dump;

life is short. 

too short to focus on failures and also to remain in them.

too short to not seek the truth and to keep believing the lies.

too short to not spend your time on things that matter but also to neglect the things that give joy and your deceived heart believes to *not matter*.

too short to not love others and to this, i say, God's working on it. 

too short to not forgive especially when you've been forgiven.

too short to care whether or not anyone's reading your words especially when you've set it out to be, ultimately, an exercise in discipline.

too short to chide yourself for never being consistent and too short to never try if it's for your own good.

too short not be disciplined and too short to never rest because you insist on being *too* disciplined.

too short to stay with the wrong person (seriously, find someone who loves you *no matter what*) and too short to take advantage of the right one (very important! show them every day you love them!).

too short to put your efforts all on the present especially when the eternal is inevitable.

too short to not live for God. too short to exchange Him for anything else.

too short to waste your time making mud pies in the slum when the offer of a holiday at the sea is in front of you. 

too short. 

it's just too short. 

Psalm 90:10-12

The years of our life are seventy,
or even by reason of strength eighty;
yet their span is but toil and trouble;
they are soon gone, and we fly away.

Who considers the power of your anger,
and your wrath according to the fear of you?

So teach us to number our days
that we may get a heart of wisdom.

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