when my time has come to be done and to leave and to die

I hope you can say I spent it all every day completely poured out for the sake of Christ for the sake of love for the sake of you, personally

I hope that day however near or far it may be is a celebration of life lived and not of life lost

I hope that even if it were tomorrow you could say

not that she died so young but that she was so spent it is good she can rest early

I want to live as if I and everyone around me were to be dead by midnight

not to be grim but to be persistent constant and unrelenting in love

of course, to take care of myself in case this life is long but to run every day the race of love

to give every day all that I have

and to reach the end having used it up not for myself but for love