And I pause to think about that. About the busyness of life.
I think about my recent trip to New York on a mission trip with the youth group. We went to the Ground Zero memorial and we had been walking so long and I was so tired that the enormity of it all may have slipped through my tired body.
But then as we walked to an open spot at the memorial to take the seemingly ritual photo, I saw it, our last name. The place we just happened to walk up to had the name of a person who shared our last name. And it sunk in a little more. But then I got home and looked up that name, and I read about this fireman's life, loves and family. I turned the corner and there was another who shared our last name.
It wasn't until today that I felt the pain for those lives lost like it was the day it happened.
And I thought about a friends post on her blog about her four children growing up so fast and I think about my four. Yes, time is going by way too fast.
We truly don't know the number of our days and our children really will be leaving the nest before we know it. I don't want to agree to that. I may be to tired or busy to reconcile and accept the fact that time and life are fleeting. But reality moves on without me because I am not the captain.
But the one thing I do have power over..is love.
I can chose to love.
I can chose to forgive.
I can chose to be patient.
I can chose to let God be in control and not worry about tomorrow.
I can chose to be the kind of friend I want to have.
God help me to make the right choices and teach my children the same.
