Inspiration is often found in the weirdest of places and better yet when you least expect it. Funeral for me is one such place/time.
I hate funerals… If I had my way the only funeral I’d attend is my own but of course from time to time I have to pay my last respects to those gone on before me and this means I’ll end up putting on that black/purple dress and make my way to the occasional funeral service. This was the case about a month ago when my best friend’s grandmother (Miss Erna) was being buried.
In the many years I’d known Miss Erna I didnt have any interactions with her but I can clearly remember her cussing me out one day because she said I hadnt told her good morning (even though I had). Lol good times.
So I went to the funeral and for whatever reason (non of our business) Miss Mills ( Miss Erna’s only daughter) was left off the programme. Not withstanding this she gave a tribute and i think it was amazing… Inspirational.
She sang (she got nuff nuff talent) and then she read a poem that I’ve since Googled (when did that become a verb?) and printed for myself. I havent been able to find the author of the poem but I like it none the less. It’s titled live a life that matters… Have a read…
Ready or not, someday it will all come to an end. There will be no more sunrises, no minutes, hours or days. All the things you collected, whether treasured or forgotten, will pass to someone else. Your wealth, fame and temporal power will shrivel to irrelevance. It will not matter what you owned or what you were owed. Your grudges, resentments, frustrations, and jealousies will finally disappear. So, too, your hopes, ambitions, plans, and to-do lists will expire. The wins and losses that once seemed so important will fade away. It won’t matter where you came from,or on what side of the tracks you lived, at the end.
It won’t matter whether you were beautiful or brilliant Even your gender and skin colour will be irrelevant. So what will matter? How will the value of your days be measured? What will matter is not what you bought, but what you built; not what you got, but what you gave. What will matter is not your success, but your significance. What will matter is not what you learned, but what you taught. What will matter is every act of integrity, compassion, courage or sacrifice that enriched, empowered or encouraged others to emulate your example.
What will matter is not your competence, but your character. What will matter is not how many people you knew, but how many will feel a lasting loss when you’re gone. What will matter is not your memories, but the memories that live in those who loved you. What will matter is how long you will be remembered, by whom and for what. Living a life that matters doesn’t happen by accident. It’s not a matter of circumstance, but of choice. Choose to live a life that matters.
I am choosing to live a life that matters. Will you?