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A tangent for the day

I absolutely cannot stand when people ruin their own health. We are only given this ONE body, and it is our responsibility to take care of it. Yet people tend to think they're invincible, so they make disgusting choices for their health. Now, you may be wondering what spurned this outburst of mine. As I've walked across campus today, I have seen so many people sitting outside or walking to classes smoking cigarettes, as if smoking is as necessary as breathing. I must confess, when I walked by the people smoking, I purposefully coughed pretty loudly. I could've handled myself better, but I was just so perturbed! Research has proven how damaging smoking is to a person's lungs. Even so, college kids waste the money to buy the cigarettes while virtually destroy their otherwise perfectly healthy lungs. People don't understand how precious life is. I'm not saying I fully understand, either, because I know I don't. But I think those of us who have faced the reality of life have a better grasp on what it means to truly value life. I don't know about you, but I'm not going to do something as idiotic as smoking to hurt my poor lungs (same goes for underage drinking and doing drugs..the list could go on and on).

Please please please take the time to thank God for your health. What a blessing it is to be able to breathe, walk, jump, and run!

...And let me just encourage you to think about how precious life is before you do something you'll regret.

Have a good day!


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