Singing the words "still I believe there is more" brought tears to my eyes today. There is more to this, why do I keep forgetting. There is something bigger waiting to begin. There is something greater than me. Will what matters to me now matter tomorrow/a week from now/a year later. Will it matter at all, in the greater scheme of things/when I'm called home/when He comes again.
And even now, right now, as I am presently feeling these feelings, thinking these thoughts (that are relentless, did I mention), living this moment, still, I believe there is more.
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