Life is so short.
When you think about how much time we really have in our lives, it can be quite humbling to realize how quickly it can go by.
The Little Stone
I was walking on the beach the other day and came across a pile of stones.
There were jagged, broken stones that looked like they had been beat up and cracked with a hammer. There were some that were sort of round and others that were kind of flat and others that really had no significant shape to them at all. The stones didn’t have much color to them either. They were black, grey, and brown – nothing too exciting.
Looking Forward
“Keep your eyes forward, Mr. Laydon,” the nuns used to say back when I was in grammar school. Once you heard this, you didn’t dare look anywhere else.
Boy, were we afraid of those nuns. They used to tell us that our parents signed a paper that gave them permission to hit us if we were bad. I don’t know if it was true or not but every once in a while we would get a whack from a ruler and we sure didn’t run to our parents crying because we probably would have gotten another one when we got home. Ahh… the good old days!
How was I, just a mere child with raw knuckles, to know back then that those nuns were, probably unknowingly, giving me some pretty good life advice?
Awaiting a Rebirth
Where I live the days are getting shorter and the air is getting crisp and cooler. As the leaves on the trees paint themselves into a myriad of beautiful colors before they fall to the ground, the birds, squirrels, and other animals outside are getting ready for winter.
There is something so beautiful about this time of year. The temperature is wonderful – you don’t get baked by the heat of the sun yet you only need to wear a light jacket to stay warm.