When You Have Nothing Beautiful Left to Give, Your Life is Over

When You Have Nothing Beautiful Left to Give, Your Life is Over

When you have nothing beautiful left to give, your life is over.

GREAT MEN throughout history have known this. And this is why they’ve cast aside a life of sterile comfort, willing to die on the battlefield of truth. In the face of despair, they hoisted a noble sonata. In a world of duplicity, they confirmed a universal life essence.

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We refuse to let all that is wonderful become incinerated in the ashes of futility.

The Satanic forces are watching. They’re ready to obliterate the first sign of natural beauty. They’re ready to lash out at a noble man, using calumny to denigrate his name. They’re ready to paint a mustache on the Mona Lisa.

And yet…we fight. We continue to evoke the highest order of the human spirit. We continue to channel the GREAT MEN of yesterday, waving our paint brushes of passion. And we continue to scale a Mount Everest within.

We don’t do it for commerce or public acclaim. And we don’t do it to feel loved. We do it because when you have nothing beautiful left to give, your life is over

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The Question That I Ask Before I Fall Asleep

The Question That I Ask Before I Fall Asleep

Did I live today to the fullest?

I ask this every night as I put my head to the pillow. You see, the Major was almost dead once. Medical complications during a heart surgery. And for a minute my life was hanging in the balance. Even with the modern surgery of today, I was still lucky to survive.

But God was on my side. He pulled me through to live another day. I was knocking on heaven’s door, but there was nobody home…yet.

So why was I brought back? For what purpose?

I ask myself that everyday and a fire burns inside of me. A fire to make something of a second chance. A desire to repay God for the grace he bestowed upon me. The desire to do more, to be more…to see my name upon the billboards of achievement. To sing a song of victory in the battlefields of despair.

I live the with sacred obligation – to repay God for his opportunity.

To make the most of everyday. To live my life to the fullest. To maximize whatever talents I’ve been given.

Did I live today to the fullest? Only when I answer “yes,” am I able to sleep comfortably.

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