carpe diem

The past few weeks Jon, Mikey and I have been very blessed to have one of our roommates of yore crash with us here in Dallas. THE Colby Ivey has graced us with his presence before he heads off to Colorado for a while. Last night, another one of our beloved roommates from Luther Street was in town. A typing test brought Jessie Harris to the Big D and fate brought him to us upon his completion of the test.

Jessie, Colby, and I decided that in order to celebrate our brief reunion, we should go to Taco Bueno and converse over a Mexican fast food feast. The conversation was a beautiful thing. We caught up with one another, reflected on our Savior and what He's been up to lately, and talked about life in general. The three of us are all highly aware that we are at a very unique point in our lives. We can pretty much do whatever we want, and go wherever we want, and fully justify it because we are currently bound to nothing. None of us are close to being married (that we're aware of), and we're all able to live off $12,000 a year without too much sacrifice.

In the midst of all this conversing, Colby mentioned a recent funeral that went down at a local church. The guy was 24, married, and had a baby. He died in a fishing accident. He lived with 6 or 7 of his best friends in college. He liked to walk around barefoot. He lived a full life. He was us.

There have been no shortage of reminders the past few years of how fragile life is.

It doesn't take too long to dwell on the fragility of life before you decide you want your life to be a full one. Hence, carpe diem. Sieze the day. We are so dumb to not make the most of every day we are given, and every opportunity we're given, no matter how silly or even stupid it may seem.

That said, there have long been talks about the Luther boys getting a tattoo to solidify our unity and love for each other. The idea has always been that we would each get one letter of "Luther Boys" tattooed. 10 people, 10 letters, good deal. Well it turns out that some people aren't crazy about the idea. They don't want to sieze their days. They strive to life boring lives. So, we've been forced to reduce "Luther Boys" to just "Luther".

Immediately following our carpe diem conversation at Bueno, Colby and Jessie decided that that very moment was the best time to get the tattoos, even though there were only three of us. We would get the ball rolling with L, U, and T, and let the other lucky three spell HER later. Oh, and if you haven't gotten this already, the location of said tattoo is to be directly on each roommates' bumper (see picture above). I could go on in great detail about how hilarious last night was, but I fear this post is getting a bit long. Suffice it to say that tattoos are very expensive, and when you want them on your bumper, they cost even more. So funny.

Carpe Diem!