reality again

After reviewing my last post, it struck me how petty my worries are. We do not live in a war torn country where my family would be in danger and freedom would not be word but a dream. I take for granted the clothes on my back, food, shelter and all the vanities that I require. One day in Egypt or the Arab world would bomb my ideas of what reality really is. I have a privileged life, it is better than I deserve,but it is mine - it is for this reason that I must wonder how I am spending it, what will I say to God? or as we say in the Episcopal Church, "what have I done or left undone?" Will I spend it playing tag and being "it" forever? Surely not, the stage is too large and I'm tired of running. Its time for a small stage with only one backdrop - is it possible?