About a month ago, a curious question popped into my mind; how many days have I been alive? Thanks to modern-day Google it is relatively easy to figure out this answer (yes, I could have done the math but leap years get complicated). As it turns out I was soon approaching a milestone. As of this Sunday June 22nd, I will have been alive for a total of 10,000 days.
Now, there is no way for me to do the math but I am in awe of the complex mixture of experiences I’ve had over these years. Within this span of 27.5 years I’ve had a few days of illness, a dozen days of sadness but hundreds of days of overcoming obstacles and thousands of days laughing and smiling.
Although He was waiting for me many days before I surrendered my heart, I’ve spent the last 5,000 days knowing the love of my savior, Jesus. Because of this one single factor alone, the last half of my life outshines the first half. This was hands down the best decision I have made in the last 10,000 days.
I’ve made plenty of other decisions during this span. Some of my biggest regrets include dropping out of high school, choosing my own will over God’s wil and friendships lost to poor prioritizing mar the timeline of my past.
Although I have learned a lot of hard lessons from the wrong things I have done, what stands out to me even more are the things I didn’t do.
A recent example (Day 9,997) includes going out to lunch with a friend and seeing a trio of Navy soldiers a couple booths away, feeling prompted to pay for their meal and not doing it.
There’s a quote out there that says something to the effect of ‘At the end of your life, you’ll regret more what you didn’t do than what you did do.’ The biggest sins will be those of omission instead of commission. It’s like James writes, If anyone, then, knows the good they ought to do and doesn’t do it, it is sin for them. (4:17).
So here’s to less regrets and to more obedience. More seeking the kingdom first so that everything else will fall in line; more days of joy and happiness. Here’s to the days of me chasing after Jesus being more than the days He spent chasing after me (Although I have a strange feeling He still chases after me and I’ll never be able to outrun Him). Here’s to day 10,001 which is probably 10,000 more than any kid with Spinal Bifida would have ever lived just 100 years ago.