It’s a beautiful Colorado afternoon outside the walls of our van, cruising down I-70 on our way to Boulder. I’ve been lying here reading my friend Crystal’s book, Marked For Life, about her life experiences and God’s pursuit of her.

Right now I’m just feeling pretty overwhelmed by the tenderness of life. Watching grandparents grow fragile, feeling disconnected from people that you love, contemplating the question marks that plague our tomorrows or watching family and friends deal with sickness… life is tender. The only conclusion I come to on these days when my heart feels a little heavy, is that life was meant to be lived now.

We all know the mantra of the Dead Poet’s Society as they abandon all pretense in their everyday existence… Carpe Diem… Sieze the Day. But, even this idea leaves me wanting. To simply take each moment or even each day for myself and my own desires doesn’t eliminate the fragility of life. Over the last 16 years of my life, the only thing that has consistently pulled me through these times is God’s endless and passionate pursuit of me.

Yes, life is fragile. Yes, loneliness is real. But, even in fragile and lonely moments, we are alive in the glory of God.

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