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What a day! Funeral, School Meeting, ER, Mom's Birthday part...in that order.

While preparing for the funeral, which I performed the service for, I got a good smack in the face with a dose of life is truly precious.

I already knew this in the back of my head, but when you watch one of your best friends deal with the loss, from an outside perspective, it allows your eyes to be opened to the true reality of the situation. One day you can be talking to your loved one, the next day they are gone. When my grandfather died, I knew it was coming. I mean he was in Hospice, so it was a gimme. But I really wasn't prepared. What I mean is, he had so much to provide, there was so much I could have learned from him, and I will never get that chance now.

When I hold my children, there are moments when I realize that they could be gone tomorrow. You hear the stories on the news of children dying from who knows what. I can barely sthand to hear those stories, let alone think that could happen to one of my kids.

Then my wife has these wicked sharp pains in her head, and we go to the ER and the doc starts talking about brain bleeds, and other funky things. Thank God, all the tests came back negative...but what if?

I have realized today, that I need to grasp every moment that I get with the ones that I love and cherish it to it's fullest. At least that's the plan...

God help me take each moment as the gift you present it as...allow me to see each day as an opportunity to be blessed by those around me...Push me to be the man that I need to be and in the likeness of Christ.
-Amen!