Tuesday, January 10, 2012

No Promise of Tomorrow

Lately, I have seen so many lives lost at such an early age. Just last week a friend of mine found out that at 36 weeks pregnant, her daughter's heart had stopped beating. They do not know yet what caused it. She had to deliver her daughter, go through the pain of childbirth, knowing that she would not experience the joy of hearing that sweet cry for the first time. Just yesterday, Michael's aunt (who is a teacher in North Carolina) told me about a third grader at her school that died over the weekend. The family of this little boy were all playing soccer and the goal fell over on the little boy and killed him. In both situations, and so many more tragic situations I have heard of just recently, I can't even imagine the pain felt by the family and those involved. It's heartbreaking and leaves us asking why. Why would God take someone so young? But, sometimes things happen in life that we just don't understand. I have had those times come and go and have learned to just trust God even through those unexplainable times. Even though we may not understand it then or ever, He is still in control. God's word tells us that our life is just a vapor. We do not know how long we have on this earth and we are not promised tomorrow. So, for today and every day, I pray that I will hug my sweet Micah tighter, love and respect my husband more even when I don't feel like it, be more compassionate to those around me, reach out to those in need, make sure my family knows I love them, and strive daily to live a life that pleases the Lord. I don't want to waste the precious time that God has given me with Micah and Michael. I don't want to live each day wasting the talents that God has given me. And I don't want to live each day wasting the opportunities to reach out to those God has placed in my path.

2 comments:

Jeepgirl98 said...

well Said April...
We love y'all and sorry to hear of these tragic things!

God has Blessed everyone in your path each day by sending you to them! Including me...

Becky said...

April, you worded this beautifully. I feel the same way. Our friends buried their 2 year old son 2 days after Christmas. My heart is striving for the same desires you mentioned.