I was reminded today that this life is truly just a dash in the time line of eternity. We're only here for a very short time - a dash! What you do with it, how you live it, matters - or at least it should.
There was a young man in Montana named Kyle. He was an only child killed in crash at the age of 15. He wasn't very athletic, but he loved music, especially the sax. His dream at 15 was to get accepted into the jazz band at his school. He loved life and his Lord and Savior, KJesus Christ. I found out as I prepared for his funeral, he would take verses in the Bible that spoke to him and personalize them by writing in his name.
He was only a freshman in a rather large school, but the day after his death, you couldn't walk down the hall past his locker because it was blocked with flowers and cards and hand written notes, attesting to the impact he had had on the lives of students of ages and grades. They had to release school early because so many were in grief.
At his memorial service, for over an hour, student after student, got up and spoke about how Kyle had impacted their lives for good, many for eternity. At the cemetary, the jazz band was their playing 'Amazing Grace' in honor of his dream. For weeks after his death, students would drop by his house to sit with his folks and tell more KY stories, bringing healing to their hearts.
Kyle impacted everyone he ever met, for good and for Christ. He did more for the kingdom of God in 15 years than most of us may do in 70. That is living the dash to the utmost. It is never too late to do the same!
2 comments:
I still miss Kyle and his momma Eileen. But I suspect he is dancing in the Chyrstal Sea and she is sitting on the beach grinning.
Great thought my love. I too miss them, as does everyone who was fortunate enough to have known them. It sure does a body good to remember from time to time, doesn't it.
BJ
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