I always say that I do not get sports lovers’ obsession and how they can invest so much emotion into it, by I’ve recently been told that it is like my obsession with Beyoncé so I guess I kinda understand it now. So last night when twitter went abuzz with the news that Senzo Meyiwa, captain of Orlando Pirates and Bafana Bafana had been shot dead, my mind immediately went to Beyoncé and how I would react if it were her. I’d lose my entire mind.
As I lay in bed thinking about it all I realised that Beyoncé is probably safer than many of us. Senzo did not have a Julius (Beyoncé’s bodyguard) to protect him. Granted it was an armed robbery/mugging. He was only 27 years old and Kelly Khumalo had just recently given birth to their daughter Thingo. He had just been named Bafana Bafana captain and just Saturday his team had won against Ajax. Imagine what he must have thought his future looked like.
If anything, Senzo’s death has taught me that we may indeed throw the dice but we do not decide how they fall. We plan and plan and plan our future not knowing that the next moment might not be given to us. I don’t want to be so caught-up in planning my life that I forget to live. I don’t want to be so caught up in my “problems” that I forget how blessed I am to be alive because who is to say that I will wake up the next morning.
Give thanks. Count your blessings.
Pic via Soccer Laduma
