I am a security guard at my apartment complex. My apartment is located close to downtown. So, we get the occasional tweakers, homeless, riff-raffs passing through. And the other residents are quite... unusual. From the mental health to the tweakers, every day is definitely not the same.
One day I'm getting cussed out like a dog. The next day its quiet as a church mouse. As I have told my sister, there always has to be a bad guy in someone else's story. And it seems I'm that bad guy because I make others follow simple rules. It makes it interesting because I'm in that point in my life that I don't care who likes me or not. And they degrade me thinking that it's going to affect me. Sorry there, Methany. But, I have a job and a place to call home while you're sleeping around each night for a place to sleep.
I keep thinking back to the last thing I said to him. I said "If you stay away from the street people and drugs, you'll do fine. You'll have a roof over your head and everything will start to look up." And, sadly, he dies in his room from drugs.
And it has got me thinking. We don't know when our time is up. We need to enjoy the trip along the way because death is only a pit stop in this journey of life. We need to value what we have. Whether it be friendships, relationships or anything. Because we can't take anything like that with us when we are gone. We need to value words of wisdom from the ones who know.
I've been watching a lot of "What happens after we die?" videos here recently. I'm guessing because, as I stated, we don't know when our time is up. It is best to be mentally prepared for what happens next. And when my time is up, I'll be mentally prepared for what's going to happen. If I burn in the fires of hell, so be it. If I go to heaven, so be it. If its eternal darkness, so be it. I know that I have lived a good life. I've made some mistakes. I've done a lot of forgiving for my past transgressions. I know my heart is pure even though many people I have a black heart.
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