LIFE IS TOO SHORT!

(In memory of our beloved Rosa Galloway)

 

James 4:14 - "Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away. For that ye ought to say, If the Lord will we shall live, and do this, or that."

I am sharing this writing by Erma Bombeck (former deceased host on ABC for many years). On yesterday, one of our loved ones passed away after much suffering and a bout with cancer. If we had known that her life would have ended yesterday, we perhaps would have took time to share precious memories, showered her with more love and care, reached out more to her or did more praying for her. However, even with all of this, God has the final word for our lives. He knew what was best for her. All of us would love to go back and redo a lot of things if we could. Since we cannot, we must make the decision to improve what we can today and that which is ahead of us. Tomorrow is a cancelled check. Let us do all we can to love a little harder, appreciate life more, forgive more and make every moment matter. We only get one shot at it--make it count! Time can't be bought back. Use it wisely. R.I.P. Rosa Galloway!  

If I Had My Life To Live Over

by Erma Bombeck

If I had my life to live over, I would have talked less and listened more.
I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained and the sofa faded.
I would have eaten the popcorn in the 'good' living room and worried much less about the dirt when someone wanted to light a fire in the fireplace.
I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth.
I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been teased and sprayed.
I would have burned the pink candle sculpted like a rose before it melted in storage.
I would have sat on the lawn with my children and not worried about grass stains.
I would have cried and laughed less while watching television - and more while watching life.
I would have shared more of the responsibility carried by my husband.
I would have gone to bed when I was sick instead of pretending the earth would go into a holding pattern if I weren't there for the day.
I would never have bought anything just because it was practical, wouldn't show soil or was guaranteed to last a lifetime.
Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy, I'd have cherished every moment and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was the only chance in life to assist God in a miracle.
When my kids kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, "Later. Now go get washed up for dinner."
There would have been more "I love you's".. More "I'm sorrys" ...
But mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute... look at it and really see it ... live it...and never give it back.

 © Erma Bombeck