There is a dash that we are all going to end up having. From the moment we are born to the moment we die, we are forming that dash. For some it is short lived, and for others it is filled with years of joy, sorrow, blessings, laughter, and struggle.
8/17/09 From the desk of Jeanne…
Hello from Kansas! Its cloudy & cooler here this a.m. – The guys are working on our roof again this morning and should finish today. I’m glad its cooler for them to work.
We had good services yesterday…
We will pray with you for this mission trip. Trust all goes well. Oh, yes, thanks for the picture. Is it your class?
Praying for you,
I cherish letters from people. Those hand written notes that you receive un-expectantly from people you love and care for. I also love routine. I remember every Sunday morning while at home (in Lakin) walking up the aisles to give Jeanne a big hug. Even though she was small body framed, her hugs were some of the biggest in the world. I am thankful for the life she lived and for the lives she touched!
September 22, 2012 3:25am…
Jeanne passed away at 1:05am
She lived a full life! A blessed life! She lived a life that was completely focused on the Lord. She was full of wisdom, dignity, and respect. Thankful for who she was in my life and for the lives of others that surrounded her.
Praise Jesus that she gets to dance beside him now!
By Linda Ellis
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 first came the date of her birth
And spoke of the following date with tears,
But he said what mattered most of all
Was the dash between those years.
For that dash represents all the time
That she spent alive on earth
And now only those who love her
Know what that little line is worth.
For it matters not, how much we own,
The cars…the house…the cash.
What matters 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 what’s 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 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.