Life Is Too Short and Time Flies

Yesterday we attended the church funeral of a greatly respected and well

loved man in our community.  He was a prominent physician who helped

many during his career.  He was also a great contributor to the arts and to

education in our small city.  His achievements were many and his life

ended far too soon.

The church service was standing room only.  All of our neighbors were

in attendance.  His three adult children gave very moving tributes to their

father and there was not a dry eye to be found.  His eldest daughter who

is a pathologist just like her dad, wrote a very profound tribute that

made a lasting impression on me and it's message was:

Life is far too short and time flies.  It is never too late to begin

again.  A simple message yet one we all often ignore.

None of us should waste a moment of the precious time we are given

here in this realm.  Each of us have talents that when allowed to flourish,

benefit the lives of others.  These talents are meant to be shared and not

hidden away.  One should never dismiss a talent as being too 

insignificant or unworthy.  Each day we are given an opportunity to

express our unique talent for the betterment of all, and we have

the opportunity to begin again.

I once worked with a woman who was born with Cerebral Palsy.  This 

affliction caused her to walk with a limp and prevented her from speaking

clearly, and her handwriting was impaired as well.  She was intelligent 

though, and was often very witty.  Her real talent however, was her 

beautiful and loving heart.  She never complained about her disability

although it was a daily struggle for her.  She was always kind to everyone

and never said anything hurtful.  She radiated goodness in a way that I

have never seen so fully in anyone else.  It was a blessing to know her

and she proved to others that the power of love is greater than any

other.  She was and is a true angel walking on this earth.

Here are two hand painted plates nestled on top of a scalloped one.

These two plates were painted by a fellow student in my Mom's

china painting class.  My Mom purchased these two plates at a

school art sale.  It is obvious to me that although the painter of these

plates was elderly, she was still expressing her talent to share with

others.  I always smile when I see these in my hutch.  Talent comes

in all forms, and from all ages.  Whatever your talent is, it is meant

to be appreciated. Don't hide it away, and don't be afraid to begin

again if you have ignored it.

Years ago I found this little clock at a thrift shop.  It was brown and kind

of homely, but I loved the shape of it and painted it to give it new life.

It's not a very special piece, yet it suddenly has new meaning to me.

Don't waste time.  Focus on the beauty of life.  Cultivate your interests.

Figure out what your talent is and work daily to make it grow.  Don't

focus on what you can't do, focus on what you can.  

Life is far too short and times flies.  Don't waste a minute of this

precious gift.

Big Texas Hugs,

Susan and Bentley