Friday, December 31, 2010

"The Dash"

His life was taken suddenly during the night with a major heart attack.

As I sat quietly at the funeral service of a man that I have know all of my life, yet merely as an acquaintance. I watched as the pictures rolled, people poured into the church to honor his memory. I listened intently to the words spoken about this man and I could not get the thought out of my mind of how he spent his last days here on with any death you often wonder these things. This scripture kept coming to mind 1 Thessalonians says "for you yourself know very well that the day of the Lord will come just like a thief in the night" FEW people have the chance to "somewhat prepare" in their last days, but if death comes like a thief in the night as it did for this very young man of 42, then did he have all of his "things" in order? "a secure destination", "I love you's", grudges removed, anger released etc...etc... This thought has never hit me SO HARD as it did today as I watched his wife of 32, and his daughter of 7 sitting empty and lifeless in the front pew, I though to myself..."THIS COULD HAPPEN TO ANYONE." SO my question to you today is "How will your dash be spoken of?" Ironically, I recieved this poem in an email last week, it made me think, but today in was forever engrained in my mind.
"The Dash"
I read of a reverend who spoke at a funeral of a friend, he referred to the dates on her tombstone from the beginning... to the end.
He noted that first came the date of her birth and spoke of the following date with tears, but he said what mattered most of all was the dash between those years.
For the dash represents all the time that she spent alive here on this earth, and now only those who knew and 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, for your dash could be mid-range.
If we could just slow down enough and consider what's true and real, and always try to understand the way other people feel.
Be less quick to anger and show appreciation more, and love the people in our lives like we have never loved before.
If we treat each other with repect, and more often wear a smile... remember that this special dash may only last a little while.
So when your eulogy's being read, with your lifes' actions to rehash...
Will you be honored about what they say of...
"how you spent your dash."
Think hard, reflect back and prepare for the future.
**Happy New Year 2011**

Sunday, December 5, 2010

"It's beginning to look alot like"...

On Saturday Hannah, Kacey and I rang the Salvation Army Bell at Brookshires. WOW! What many life lessons we learned in just an hours time, better yet, to discover how blessed we really are. The next time you think you have it bad, just go to your local grocery store and sit outside the doors and watch. Anyhow, we did have a good time doing that, the girls helped people with their buggies, groceries and said "Merry Christmas" to every person,weather they gave or not. They also danced and sang Christmas carols as well, I didn't hear ONE complaint come from their lips, in fact they didn't want to leave :)

On another note... Even Ranger (our dog) is feeling the Christmas spirit... by force I believe!! Hannah and I had fun dressing up Ranger as "Santa Dog"...I love this little girl, she is so creative and fun!!

"Santa Dog" Ranger sporting her new look in her new bed!

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Precious Memories...

on Thanksgiving day. Hannah, Rowdy, Kyle (my nephews) and I decided we would get out of the house and take a walk. My parents live in "the sticks" as we have always called it, however many of those "sticks" have been bulldozed down and left laying, due to a heartless individual who wanted only the tree trunks...anyway...on with the show :) About halfway down the road Kyle asked me if I had my camera...DUH!!! He said "let's take some pictures." I thought to myself this would last about thirty seconds...45 degress, in the woods, a 12, 10, and 7 year old...LITTLE DID I KNOW...1 hour and 60, yes, SIXTY pictures later it started to rain and we all ran home :) Here are just a few of the PRECIOUS memories we made!! The kiddos are my world! I love you all :) All poses chose by the kids themselves!! This was the last picture as it started a cold rain...but you can see they were still having a blast!!