Today my husband's Aunt passed away. My sister-in-law let us all know by text message not long after it happened. In her text she said the time, 7:30 this morning. My mind quickly recalled where I had been at 7:30 a.m., just beginning my run for the day. As I was trying to grasp that as I was struggling to get my body in running mode, this good woman was dying, I remembered I needed to account for being in a different time-zone. I was actually just finishing my run when it happened. It was, in fact, when I was bragging to my husband how fast my last three or four miles had gone. It was when I was feeling at the top of the world that she was leaving this one. The thought of that made me feel a little embarrassed. It made me wish something had whispered to me to be quiet for a second, to think of something bigger than me for just a moment. This Aunt was a gentle, sweet woman. She had spent her life single, but very concerned for the family that was around her. She believed in the gospel of Jesus Christ deeply. There was no harm in her. Yeah, I wish I would have known to be silent.
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