As I was cleaning up my office earlier today I came across a paper with my Red Cross Certificate of Completion card printed on it. Has it already been a week since I took that First Aid course? Had the six days between last Saturday and today actually passed that quickly? How is it possible for moments and minutes to turn to hours and days in the span of a breath or a heartbeat? For that matter, how has my precious seven pound, first born baby girl become a teenager? Hasn't it only been the span of a breath since I was a child, a teenager, a recent college grad, a newlywed, a first time mother? The longer I live, the more I realize that human life is exactly like the breath that David describes in Psalm 144:4: For they are like a breath of air; their days are like a passing shadow. - Psalm 144:4 Alarming? Not at all. In contrast, I find these thoughts exhilarating. One life. One single life, and whether my years are forty or ninety-four, every breath is a gift. Every … [Read more...]

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