I'm grateful that death is not the end of our journey, but it's sure sad to hear about those leaving this mortal life. This past week, I read about the small plane accident claiming the lives of a father and his two children (leaving behind a pregnant wife); I heard from a friend of the passing of his father; and then I heard from another friend of the passing of his friend, 44, from a battle with cancer.
At choir today, there were two little things that stood out to me in relation to making the best of our time here on earth. One was something Mack said during rehearsal. There was a section of the orchestra that had a few moments to shine and he said something to the effect of "You better take advantage of these four measures as you don't have moments like these very often." Then, during one of the songs we were singing by John Rutter ("Look to the Day"), one of the phrases stood out to me: "Taking the time to enjoy each moment, tasting the fruits spread along your way."
Life is short and we never know, exactly, what's in store for us tomorrow, next week, next month, or next year. So as I thought about all of the deaths recently, I was grateful for my life. Grateful the I was able to enjoy this day--singing, being with family and friends, feeling the warmth of the sun, and the breeze on my face. Each day seems like it's so full of ups and downs, trials and small joys. But I hope I can take the four measures allotted unto me and make the best of them. There are lots of moments to be enjoyed and people to love.
Until next time, God be with you.
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