Friday, August 03, 2007
WE NEVER KNOW........
……….why some things happen the way they do. We have all been riveted to the news about the collapse of the bridge……how some were miraculously spared, while others had no chance. The stories of heroism and the gratitude of the survivors come to us first hand from victims and witnesses.
Death is for all of us. We cannot hope to escape it but at the same time our expectations are of a long life. One day we will each pass from this life into the next and then it is only what we leave behind that matters. The right stuff to be remembered by.
We wonder….would we be brave enough to dive in the river to look for casualties and would we rush to the aid of others without fear of harm to ourselves? I say we would because when crisis hits…….however, wherever, the survival part of us clicks in and we do remarkable things……many times with no recollection of our actions.
The best thing we can do is to live each day like it’s our last……I read a cute quote that said that and finished by saying……for husbands who have never been “right” in their wife’s eye’s this is one time you will be right. One day will be your last.
The good we’ve tried to do will be noted, the mistakes we’ve made won’t be nearly as big and those nice little things you did when you thought nobody noticed will take root and grow.
One of my favorite gospel songs is, “Death Ain’t No Big Deal.” I’m quite sure it isn’t the end of everything that’s good and wonderful but just the beginning of the life and beauty we would have had in the garden of Eden if things had gone the right way.
Don’t let a disaster rob you of letting your family know how much you love them and don’t let simple problems ruin your day because in the grand scale of things it really doesn’t matter. How we face up to the life-changing incidents that will happen to all of us is the measure of who we are.
To love and be loved is special. To love enough to “be there” when the going is tough is exemplary and to love enough to lay down your own life is Godly.
Until Monday, I am,
Essentially Esther
Death is for all of us. We cannot hope to escape it but at the same time our expectations are of a long life. One day we will each pass from this life into the next and then it is only what we leave behind that matters. The right stuff to be remembered by.
We wonder….would we be brave enough to dive in the river to look for casualties and would we rush to the aid of others without fear of harm to ourselves? I say we would because when crisis hits…….however, wherever, the survival part of us clicks in and we do remarkable things……many times with no recollection of our actions.
The best thing we can do is to live each day like it’s our last……I read a cute quote that said that and finished by saying……for husbands who have never been “right” in their wife’s eye’s this is one time you will be right. One day will be your last.
The good we’ve tried to do will be noted, the mistakes we’ve made won’t be nearly as big and those nice little things you did when you thought nobody noticed will take root and grow.
One of my favorite gospel songs is, “Death Ain’t No Big Deal.” I’m quite sure it isn’t the end of everything that’s good and wonderful but just the beginning of the life and beauty we would have had in the garden of Eden if things had gone the right way.
Don’t let a disaster rob you of letting your family know how much you love them and don’t let simple problems ruin your day because in the grand scale of things it really doesn’t matter. How we face up to the life-changing incidents that will happen to all of us is the measure of who we are.
To love and be loved is special. To love enough to “be there” when the going is tough is exemplary and to love enough to lay down your own life is Godly.
Until Monday, I am,
Essentially Esther
