I awoke to some absolutely heart-wrenching news this morning…my family’s priest was brutally murdered down in Waveland Mississippi. He bcame such a part of my family, that I called him Father Uncle Ed.
As with most priests, he was transferred from Memphis down to Hammond, Louisiana. But he didn’t hesitate to travel back to Memphis just to marry Rich and me. It meant the world to me that Father Ed married us. This was the type of man Father Ed was- loyal, compassionate and always jolly.
Here’s the news story:
In trying to search for meaning in this senseless crime (authorities think that he was murdered during a robbery), the one thing that I keep coming back to is this:
Life is Short. Each Day is a Gift.
Father Ed was just relaxing at a beach house. When he awoke that morning, there was no way that he could have know that it would be his last.
It is for this reason that you cannot afford to postpone your plans. If you aren’t living the life that you want to be living…. waiting til next week, or next fall, or next year is just plain foolish.
If you’ve been meaning to get started building you business…get moving today.
If you’ve been meaning to call a loved one just to say “I love you”…call today.
If you’ve been harboring a grudge against someone…. forgive them today.
You aren’t owed another day. Don’t take anything for granted.
Live each day as if it was your last.
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