Do More Than Belong

Last night there was a shooting at our local Walmart, the one I get my oil changed at, the one I take my kids to. We are safe. We weren't there but we could hear the sirens from our house.
While we were sitting there waiting for news, waiting to hear from our friends, waiting for answers, I realized that I spend way too much time waiting. I so often put off living out of fear. Fear of what could happen, fear of what other people might think, fear of rejection and failure.
In this moment, instead of being fearful of life, it made me fearful of a life unlived. It lit a fire in me to do more with mine. I'm not guaranteed any number of days, so each one is precious. Each one should be lived with vision, intention, and purpose.
Relationships, human connection, serving each other, growing...love. In the end, I want to have loved to the very best of my ability.
As I grieve with my community today, I'm resolving to do more, to be present, and to step outside my comfort zone, to push past fear and to love well.