Sometimes death is on my mind. It sounds terrible, fatalistic even. Is thinking about it wrong?
We could die at any moment. Our days are numbered.
“…all the days ordained for me were written in your book
before one of them came to be.” Psalm 139:16b
Recently, in my area, a bicyclist was killed in a hit and run. Close by, another man was hit by a car while walking. Thankfully, he lived.
This is on my mind when either my friends or I run. The thought in the back of my mind is if one of us will get hit that day.
My wife waved goodbye to a coworker on a Friday; the next day, a heart attack took him. He was young.
A man I graduated with seventeen years ago was found dead outside his house. He isn’t the first of our class to die.
I tell you that to say this:
- Today may be the last day you see a friend, family member, or spouse alive.
- If you’re fighting with them, how important is the argument if you knew it was their last day. Put it into perspective.
- Live every day like it may be the last time you see them. No regrets.