Gratitude

Today at church we had a funeral for a wonderful 89-year-old man.

Our visits always left me smiling.

He loved to comment on my shoes, so I was sure to wear a pair of his favorites for the service.

As I left the church after the service and walked to my car, the sun was shining.

I felt a kind of warmth and gratitude that had been escaping me in recent days.

Life is precious.

Too precious to be stressed.

Too precious to worry.

Too precious to waste a moment.

I hope you feel the sun/Son shining brightly on you this weekend, friends.