Bittersweet Perspective

Arriving at work half an hour early, as usual, I grabbed my cup of coffee and headed to the chapel.  I have a lot of stuff on my mind, so many very important things to worry about - Bills, getting the kids through college, whether or not I should go back to school, if I should sell my home and move or not, blah, blah, blah..........  And so I sit on the couch, in the back of the empty chapel, alone, and spill my heart of requests for protection, provision, peace, etc. out to God.

But not long into my day, I'm asked to find the chaplain.  A young mother, probably my age, is going to lose her child.  I bet she'd rather take my requests to God, than hers.  

Bittersweet Perspective.............   

I'm reminded again of my blessings.  So many blessings......

And tonight, my requests and concerns seem so...........    silly - even though I know they are not silly to God.  I'm sad for a mom.  I'm thankful for my children.  

Every time someone dies, I think about the people in my life (who still have pulses), who need to know I am sorry.  Or need to know I forgive them.  Or just need to know that I love them.

The stuff we think matters in life?  It really doesn't.  It really, really doesn't.  

I think we all have people in our lives who need to know we love them.  Please don't wait.........    Tell them now.....    Forgive them now.........    Seek their forgiveness now.......   It's never, ever too late.   And it's much, much more meaningful than bills, and the mindless drama life often brings....................

Bittersweet Perspective.........