I can’t even remember when I first thought this thought, but I was still young, probably preteen. It dawned on me that as deeply involved as I was in my own day-to-day life, the people around me were just as involved in their own. I had struggles, preoccupations, hopes and dreams, and so did everybody else, only it was their own version.
This evening after gathering our mail from the mailbox just outside our front door, I faintly heard an audible voice. After looking up, I realized it was our mail carrier walking down the street, talking on the phone in his ear.
That familiar thought returned to me. That mail carrier brought our mail to us in the freezing cold, and then moved on to repeat the task at our neighbor’s house while carrying on a conversation with someone in his life on the other end of the phone. He would continue working his way down the road until he got back to his mail truck, and he’s living his life just like I’m living mine.
I want to live a Galatians 2:20 life. Not me living my life, but Christ living His life in me… “So I live in this earthly body by trusting in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.” So be it.