I have been thinking about blogging again for a while now but would never slow down long enough to collect my thoughts and type something. Once I was able to login, I realized it has been well over a year (almost 2) since I have posted anything! Seems like something else is always vying for my attention! (Funny thing is, at this very minute, it has been 4 hours since I typed "Well hello there!" above). Why? Well, because life has happened. I have counseled with a dear friend who is experiencing a "bump" in life; returned some phone calls; taken some phone calls and chatted with some people who have dropped by my office! In the middle of all this, lunchtime has happened so I grabbed a warm bowl of potato soup and chatted with Rachelle, our church administrative assistant.
Was any of this bad? No, not at all. Life just ticked away. It just happens.
Sometimes I wish we could press the pause button don't you? Unfortunately, that button isn't afforded to us. Life just continues to tick away. But there is something I want you to ponder for a minute or two: as our life is ticking away...how are we living the ticks? What do our "ticks" represent? Are the "ticks" building others up or tearing them down? Are our "ticks" productive?
There is a poem I read not long ago that I want to share with you. All of our "ticks" add up to our dash. And so, if you are reading this, you are living your dash!
~~ HOW DID YOU LIVE YOUR DASH?~~
I read of a man who stood to speak
At the funeral of a friend
He referred to the dates on her tombstone
From the beginning...to the end.
He noted that first came her date of birth
And spoke the following date with tears,
But he said what mattered most of all
Was the dash between those years. (1934 -2000)
For that dash represents all the time
That she spent alive on earth...
And now only those who loved her
Know what that little line is worth.
For it matters not, how much we own;
The cars...the house...the cash,
What matters is how we live and love
And how we spend our dash.
So think about this long and hard...
Are there things you'd like to change?
For you never know how much time is left,
That can still be rearranged.
If we could just slow down enough
To consider what's true and real,
And always try to understand
The way other people feel.
And be less quick to anger,
And show appreciation more
And love the people in our lives
Like we've never loved before.
If we treat each other with respect,
And more often wear a smile..
Remembering that this special dash
Might only last a little while.
So, when your eulogy's being read
With your life's actions to rehash...
Would you be proud of the things they say
About how you spent your dash?
He referred to the dates on her tombstone
From the beginning...to the end.
He noted that first came her date of birth
And spoke the following date with tears,
But he said what mattered most of all
Was the dash between those years. (1934 -2000)
For that dash represents all the time
That she spent alive on earth...
And now only those who loved her
Know what that little line is worth.
For it matters not, how much we own;
The cars...the house...the cash,
What matters is how we live and love
And how we spend our dash.
So think about this long and hard...
Are there things you'd like to change?
For you never know how much time is left,
That can still be rearranged.
If we could just slow down enough
To consider what's true and real,
And always try to understand
The way other people feel.
And be less quick to anger,
And show appreciation more
And love the people in our lives
Like we've never loved before.
If we treat each other with respect,
And more often wear a smile..
Remembering that this special dash
Might only last a little while.
So, when your eulogy's being read
With your life's actions to rehash...
Would you be proud of the things they say
About how you spent your dash?
So what about the "ticks" that are being added to our dash? Are we using those ticks to make an impact on the kingdom of God?
Just something to ponder......
Until next time...
I am glad that you have started blogging again! I love you!
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