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Saturday, December 27, 2008

The Dash Between the Years

I found this poem, but have no reference as to who wrote it. But the message is a good one, especially as a new year approaches. This is the time of year where each of us should stop and take stock of the year just passed, to examine how we lived and loved. And it's a good time to pray and plan the coming year, always striving to move higher in God and closer to His heart. I do this every year, setting goals, and changing things about my life that need adjustments.

As Pastors, we recommend to our congregation that they do this every year as well. I know in our ladies prayer group, we switch goals with each other and pray for one another through the year concerning our goals, especially when we are struggling with one of them.

This poem is a good reminder of what really matters, and what will be remembered of us after we're gone. Sobering yes, but hopefully not morbid.

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 her date of birth
And spoke 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 loved 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've 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.

So, when your eulogy is being read
With your life's actions to rehash
Would you be proud of the things they say
About how you spent your dash?

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