The Author Guy Blog by Larry B. Gildersleeve
8th March 2024
Hello out there,
Welcome back. The middle of February, I learned of the death of a high school classmate. Only a few days earlier, she’d been at church on Sunday morning, so her passing was unexpected. With very rare exceptions, no one will know when the last grains of sand in their hourglass of life will find their way to the bottom.
But when I was asked to read a scripture passage (the Beatitudes) her family had selected, and to say a few words of remembrance at her service, I was drawn to a two-sentence verse in the fourth chapter of the book of John: “How do you know what will happen tomorrow? For your
life is like the morning fog; it’s here for a little while, then it’s gone.”
We’ve all likely heard the expression “Live each day as if it were our last.” Nice homily, but in my view, impossible. No one would live their life that way – completely devoid of optimism for tomorrow. I prefer my own version: Live each day such that if it turns out to be my last, it would be one of which I could be proud. Proud of the things I did, and the things I chose not to do. Proud of what I said, and of the things I chose not to say.
Until next week … Vaya con Dios.
Larry B. Gildersleeve
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