I’ve had so many thoughts running through my mind in the days since I’ve been home. I just haven’t taken the time to sit down and Blog about them. As I was presenting a slideshow to share with my church on my recent FDR deployments this past weekend, I came across several photos I had taken in Europe. I wasn’t quite ready to delete them because I hadn’t shared them yet. So today’s the day. At least for some of them. π
These are just a handful of the busts representing past performers at the Paris Royal Opera House. Author, painter, singer, composer, dancer...
As I gazed at them, and their respective titles, I got to wondering…what might my title be when my life is over? It would not be to my choosing, but rather come from the perspective of those who knew me best. The thought of that made me realize how crucial it is to always be kind. To be truthful. To give of my time and unconditional love. To serve. To be a light in the darkness. The list goes on and on, but as I continue to think on that list, my motivation is renewed to always and consistently give my best to all who come into my days, knowing each day might be my last, or it might be theirs. π
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