Monday, April 30, 2012

Day 117, April 30

Last week, a lady in our church died unexpectedly.  It shook all those who knew her and cared about her.  It reminded me that life is fragile and that we need to make the most of every moment.

It also was a poignant reminder to act on good impulses when I have them.  The week before her death, I thought, "You need to do something for Lillian this week."  (For several months, I had been trying to reach out to her, to send her a card or take her a small gift every week.)  That week, I failed to follow through on that impulse.  I excused myself by saying, "There's time.  You can do it next week."

The sad truth was there wasn't time, there wasn't a "next week" for Lillian.  Nor was there a next week for me to act on that impulse.  I fear that regret will stay with me for a long time.  And perhaps that is good--if it serves as a reminder not to allow another urging to do something nice for someone pass by.

This I know for sure:  life doesn't always give second chances.  Seize the opportunity to make a difference when you can.

3 comments:

  1. Dad mentioned this incident and it does make you realize that our mortality on this earth is a precious gift, and that we can be called back at any given point, so we do need to make the most of this life and the opportunities we are given, and act upon the promptings of the Spirit.

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  2. Jane, I keep trying to comment on your blong.....not sure why I can't. But, this is a good reminder. I think we have all had missed opportunities that we were inspired to act on and felt later would be ok rather than sooner. i love your blog and your assurances -Patti

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  3. It's ironic that we can be lulled into a false sense of security by the very challenges that threaten us. Lillian had so many chronic health problems, it was difficult to keep them all straight. Last Sunday, her main complaint seemed to be minor; just some swelling around her eye. I remember thinking that she seemed in better health and spirits than I had seen her in some time. Boy was I wrong. I had thought about giving her a hug, but I stopped. After all, wasn't she already talking to someone else? I wouldn't want to be rude. What a coward I am, hiding behind the excuse of not wanting to be rude.

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