Life is fragile......

It is amazing to me how quickly things can change. I called a friend last night just to check up. Her husband has been battling cancer for some time now. "How are you doing?" She says she's okay and then she tells me the doctors figure her husband has three more days left to live......he just wants to go home, lay in their bed and hold his wife one last time. Then she tells me "God is good" Isn't it ironic that the broken hearted are the ones who most understand the goodness of God?

It made me think, what if I had only three days left with Todd? The little irritants wouldn't matter anymore, I would lace every word with love. I would not let him leave a room without holding him and telling him I love him. His needs and desires would matter more than mine, I would put aside everything to please him. As I write this, it occurs to me, I would do exactly what God has called me to all along......