The Heart Of Life

As a kid I loved bubbles. Didn't everybody?
There was nothing better than having a full bottle of soapy liquid and that ring thing where you blow your bubbles out of on a lazy afternoon. I used to blow hundreds of bubbles in the shortest time possible, and then run through the haze of bubbles I'd created.
Feeling the bubbles pop on my face, watching the sunlight spread into a million colours when it hit the bubbles in the air.
I was walking in Rundle Mall the other day, and there was this bubble machine. There were kids running around in front of it, popping the bubbles, much like I used to do.
It threw me back into the past a bit. And for I started reminiscing about my childhood and all the awesome things we did as kids that we stopped doing for some reason. Running until there was no breath left, laughing and talking so loudly without any care who heard us, wearing whatever we wanted to, asking whatever questions we wanted to. What happened?
When did we stop asking questions? When did we start caring so much about what others thought about us? And for awhile there, I yearned for my childhood again. I wanted so much to just go back in time and relive my childhood.
I know some people say the best time of your life is when you're at your peak. In your twenties. But I think the best time of my life was when I was a child. I had such freedom. Such freedom from the bad parts of life. From the worrying, stressful, responsible part of life. Isn't that the best thing on earth? Freedom?
Life works in such mysterious ways.
Or maybe it's God that works in such mysterious ways.
If you asked me 8 years ago, would I be here, in Australia, studying and working at the same time, Doing 3000 word essays, working 8 hour shifts, meeting new people everyday? I would never have imagined myself here.
Now, looking back, I see how so many things lead me to where I am now.
It was like God planted tiny little seeds along my path of life, to steer me down the path he wanted me to take.
If it wasn't for my asthma, would my parents have sent me swimming?
If I hadn't gone to that particular swimming class that day, would the coach have picked me for training? Would I have been swimming for almost 7 years, meeting all those awesome people, making lifelong friends?
If I hadn't been swimming, would I have been accepted into my high school?
I would never have met all those friends, never met those people who would influence me to make the decisions leading up till now.
Amazing, really.

There is a song by John Mayer that I really like.
As much for the lyrics as for the melody.
'Pain throws your heart to the ground, love turns the whole thing around. No, it won't all go the way it should, but I know, the Heart of Life is good.'
If we really sit, and think about it, everything we go through. Every tear, every frown, every laugh and every word. It all happened for a reason, God knew all along, God had a reason. So maybe we should all take the advice from this picture below and sit in silence for at least 10 minutes a day. Take that time to think about what you did today.
Did you make a difference?
Did you live life today?