It's the most fragile gift we're given, a treasure so easily broken, yet we take it for granted every day - until the unthinkable becomes reality. The precious gift of life has overwhelmed me this week.
This past weekend, a high schoool classmate of mine died in a car accident. He was 32 - my age. Although we didn't really run in the same circles in high school, I knew him and his entire family. He was living his life - and suddenly it was over.
This week, I've hugged my family a little tighter. I've kissed my boys as they sleep. I've lain awake in bed and thanked God for my husband breathing softly beside me as he sleeps. I've been amazed at the simple things that are really extravagent graces - the sunrise, the leaves fluttering in the breeze, the ever-changing water of the river I drive over every day, the laughter of my family, the voices of my friends.
Every moment, every breath, is full of grace. I never want to take that for granted. But the greatest gift is that life doesn't end when we breathe our last in this world...it really just begins. I'm thankful for life - in both this world, and, as my favorite author Ted Dekker so perfectly says it, in "...the real world behind the skin of this world, where everything really is beautiful."
Amen. May we not take one moment for granted. So sorry to hear of the loss of someone at such a young age. Just another reminder how precious life is. Thanks for joining us over at THANKFUL THURSDAY! :)
ReplyDeleteThis is such a precious post and I am so sorry for your loss of a former classmate. That is so hard. It does help us to appreciate God's gifts all around us. Bless You!
ReplyDeleteIt is hard to lose a classmate. We lost one of ours a couple of years ago. Last weekend we had our 15 year reunion and talked about him and how it is hard to realize he is not here anymore.
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing your heart and the realizations you've had this week and noticing all those wonderful gifts. God bless you.
Bethany