Dad has been gone for a while now. Most days I recall something he said, or something I learned from him. I am grateful for the time he was here.
The other day I heard that old country song… live like you are dying. It got me thinking about something that happened back then.
One day in the midst of his battle I remember coming home and just kneeling beside dad’s chair. It was a lazy boy recliner and he spent a lot of time reading his bible and resting in it. I laid across him sideways and wrapped my arms around his frail body. My head rested on his stomach as his hand ran through my hair.
Neither of us said a word. Just silence. It was a beautiful moment.
I think sometimes when you hug someone you love and just close your eyes and let go… you find a place of rest. If only for a moment. It was peaceful.
In that place…nothing else mattered. All the petty squabbles and disagreements we had ever had tumbled away into the abyss. In this moment they had zero significance in the face of the times ahead. I do not recall if that hug lasted for a minute, or an hour, or even more. But I do remember not wanting to let go. I wanted to stay in that place.
To disappear inside of it.
Two souls ministering to each other in this time of great distress. The pretense of life had been shed and broken down to this one simple act.
I am grateful now for those moments God allowed us to have. I know that It was His plan, and one glorious day I will get to see my dad again. It is ok, really. This post is not meant to be discrouraging… quite the contrary.
The things we have learned and felt are the tools for our journey.
And instead of running from our pains and hurts I believe God wants us to face them. To work through them. I believe that is why I write about my dad so often.
A wise man once told me…there are only two things that will survive this earth. The word of God and the souls of men.
Everything else goes away.
So what are we doing about those two things?? Are we telling others about God? Are we nurturing the souls of other’s?? Because those are the only two things that really matter. And the only two things that will live on in eternity.
I know we all have jobs. We have to provide for our families. But I wonder how life would look today if we all just went out and lived like there was no tomorrow? What if we went out and loved each other that recklessly?
If we earnestly sought out those moments where nothing else mattered. Places of rest where our souls delighted. Where time stood still even if it was just for a second.
I think that love without fear could conquer the world, if only we would let it. Why do we wait till tomorrow to plan to show the light we could give today? Why do we withhold our true feelings with others when things could change in a matter of moments? Oh the games we play as life slides right through our fingers…
We hold grudges when in the midst of them is only heartache and pain.
I say today we should all go out and live like we are dying…
Because we are.