Life is a bonfire where everyone else has brought marshmallows, and you—a stick.

Life is music to which you choreograph your own dance.

Had life not given me reasons to grieve, I would never have known the healing power of a hug.

On Easter we wrap up pretty, little decorated eggs symbolizing life and renewal. We do this because of the intangibility of a promised gift, which is the eventual resurrection of the body, restored to its finest forever state. Easter celebrates life and the idea of its eternal value, most notably the life of the gift-giver who demands nothing in return. He is your Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.

If life is a stage and you are your own agent, then don’t hesitate to play the character you wish to play.

Teach me to sing and recite,
To whistle and jingle and strum.

Teach me to color and paint,
To sculpt and weave and create.

Teach me to sway and dance,
To tap and leap and twirl.

Teach me to laugh and giggle,
To tickle and play and pretend.

Teach me that life is beautiful.