ALL CAPS

Welp, here we are folks! 

Where? 

Well, wherever. Whatever. It doesn't actually matter a whole lot, does it? It does not. If you're there, and I'm here, and maybe someone else is another place, we're still all here. 

Whaaaaaaaat? 

Okay okay I'll get to the point. That all was superfluous to a point, but the fact of the matter is that we are living, breathing, thinking, and now reading, people. And that is incredible. I don't want to get too excited, but then again, yes I do. 

In fact, I want to get WAY TOO EXCITED. Because, as it occurs, there's actually no way I could ever even be excited enough. I'll explain, but first: an anecdote. 

ANECDOTE: 

So, this weekend was a good one. In very certain terms, it was one of my favorite weekends I've had. You see, I was given a gift. And, while that already seems neat, and it is, it was an incredibly great gift. This gift was SO GOOD that I didn't even know how to react to it. My best friend, girlfriend, better half, whatever you wanna call her, I call her Bri, bought me a piano. "WOW, A PIANO!" Is the appropriate reaction. But, like I said, I was dumbfounded. I was more like, "Whoa... Thanks. Thank you. I like it a lot." 

Seriously? 

.... That's it?

........... Like, really?

Yep. 

So, it took me these few days of thinking and playing the piano to really realize, "Wow, she bought me a piano." 

"WOW, I have a piano now!"

"HEY COOL THERES A PIANO IN MA HOUSE AN ITS MIIIIIINNNNEEEE!"

You know, things like that.

The point is, it took me a while, and probably much longer than it should have, to realize the greatness of the gift that I'd received. It was only after I used it that I really discovered how much I appreciated it, how much I loved it. The connection I'm trying to make here is a simple one: Your life is the piano, bro. 

Now, I'll be the very first to admit that I seldom go about my day marveling at how lucky I am to be living, because sometimes things don't work out the way  I want them to. It's tough cookies, but you know what? It's still cookies, and cookies are good. But shouldn't I be so grateful to be here? Where? HERE! And so, through the process of living and using my life, I can see and discover for myself exactly why I should be excited, overjoyed, overwhelmed, and in a euphoric state of happiness. It's because this life is a gift, and a very practical one at that. Don't try to understand it, don't acknowledge that there could be any sort of reason for an ever-loving, ever-capable, creative Father would up and say, "You know what, that guy gets to be alive and experience all the nice things I've made." <— that's CRAZY. And just like I'm quite certain that I don't deserve the piano Bri bought me, it's not some sort of "good boyfriend award," and it's probably a good thing those don't exist because I'd never win one, I'm also quite certain that I don't deserve this life. 

And just like I've warmed my way into a party-like attitude of gratification and appreciation of the piano, so should I be completely hurtling myself towards an all-out, passionate, consumed existence living for THE GOD who created me and  gave me this life. 

WHAT?!?!?? 

We should all be living an ALL CAPS life, completely detached and unaware of any inhibiting factors, devoid of doubt, free of fear, rescued from rhyme and reason of the world, and running to God at breakneck speed.