Sometimes being human is the saddest experience of all.
Other times being human is the glories event of all.
Sometimes being human is full of love and life.
Other times being human is shadowed by sadness and death.
If being human is worth all good that happens, then it’s worth
the tears we shed for those we love.
If being human means we cry sometimes, then it means we
laugh with joy most times.
Being human, it’s a journey full of beauty and awe.
Being human, is a road traveled even to the bitter end.
But most of all, being human means were loved by God.
By Ron Harmon