Steph over at Adventures in Babywearing has a very thought provoking post on her Chicago Moms blog and as I read it, the same thoughts ran through my mind. What causes us to be in such a hurry? Would it be such a bad thing for us to slow down (or maybe even plan ahead) so that we're not constantly in a state of panic and in such a huge hurry to get wherever it is we're needing to go?
A couple of tragic events happened within our own church body just this past week that really caused me to stop, hug my children extra tight, and remember that life is so fleeting. In one case, a fellow mom and friend lost her nephew who was only two months old. The baby was at daycare napping, and when one of the workers went in to check on him, he wasn't breathing and could not be revived. In another case, a friend's in-laws came to visit their family this past week and on their way home were in a horrible car accident that killed her father-in-law. They had come to town to meet my friend's new baby.
We don't understand why these things happen, and yet for me, they serve as a constant reminder that life is so fleeting, so short...a mere breath.
I need not remind you what tomorrow is. As the years have passed since 9/11, maybe we've forgotten. Perhaps we've taken our own lives for granted. Every day is truly a gift.
How will you choose to live it?