I was going through some of my files and ran across this poem a former Pastor had read in one of his sermons. I liked it and had him get me a copy. After reading it again tonight it made me think about my own "DASH". I just pray God will give me the wisdom to be more mindful of how I live my life and how I treat others. I want to spend the rest of my "DASH" seeking God's will in all that I do. And I want to live a life that will be pleasing to Him. I want others to see Jesus in me.
"DASH"
I read of a man who stood to speak at the funeral of a friend.
He referred to the dates on her tombstone, from the beginning ...... to the end
He noted that the first came her date of birth and spoke the following date with tears,
But he said what mattered most of all.. was the dash between the years (1959-1999)
For that dash represents all the time that she spent alive on Earth...
And now only those who loved her, know what that little line is worth.
For it matters not, how much we own: the cars... the house... the cash.
what matters most is how we live and love, and how we spend our dash.
So think about this long and hard.... Are there things you'd like to change?
For you never know how much time is left , that can still be rearranged.
If we could just slow down enough to consider whats true and real,
And always try to understand the way other people feel, and be less quick to anger,
And show appreciation more, and love the people in our lives like we've never loved before.
If we treat each other with respect, and more often wear a smile...
Remembering that this special dash might only last a little while.
So, when your eulogy's being read with your life's actions to rehash...
Would you be proud of the things they say about how you spent your dash?
1 comment:
That is a really great poem. I remember reading it, although it has been years since then. I'm really glad you found it again.
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