There were two disciples who were on the road to Emmaus (hot springs) when they met someone who appeared to be a stranger. This stranger began to speak and expound in scripture. I don’t know if it was how he did it, or the words he said or the ease in which he said it, but when he left, he left an impression. I don’t know how long I am going to be in your life. I am not guaranteed to be alive tomorrow, but when I lay down, I want to leave an impression on the world that I live in. I guess that is to live dynamically. Some people live and die not caring about the impact that they have on their very own lives. That would be torture for me. Each night I want to lay down like the sun that impacted the entire world. When it slips beyond the horizon, you long for it. The two on the road felt like they had a spa treatment on their hearts. It was so good and refreshing to speak to him whom they never knew the identity of. A real impression is one that does not have to come and announce that it is impressive. It is not impressive because of the plumes and feathers. It is not impressive because of past deeds rehearsed for all to know and respect. A true impression is relevant, and awe-inspiring, and real, and like you’re talking to a long lost friend.
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