Having worked previously for a funeral home one has the opportunity to meet many interesting people.
And have the honor of serving the families of those who have passed away.
With that said.
We would routinely travel to various hospitals to transport the deceased and bring them back to the funeral home.
When we enter the hospital through a specific entrance there will usually be a few moments when we are standing and waiting in an out of the way location.
Two people in nice blue suits with a cot which has a nice covering.
Nothing out of the ordinary.
As hospital staff pass by, we greet them, saying hello, a polite nod, etc.
It is rare that anyone in that setting makes eye contact with us.
They avoid us.
They scoot by and around us quickly.
It is though we are standing there in a grim reaper outfit with a name tag that says, “Agent of death”, yet smiling the whole time.
Just last week, we were in the back hall of a local hospital when a medical tech walked by where we were waiting.
She said, “Lawd, ya’ll not here for me, are you?”
I responded, “No ma’am. We have you scheduled for next Thursday at 10:30.”
She fortunately laughed.
I stood there and thought, regardless of the humor of that moment, we are all “scheduled”.
There is a year, month, day and time when we will no longer be counted in, as King David wrote, “the land of the living.”
Today, consider this.
How will your actions affect another person?
Positively or negatively?
What effect will your words have upon another person?
Lifting up or tearing down?
The situation that drives you up the wall?
Is it really that big of a deal?
Should the small stuff matter more and the seemingly big stuff matter less?
Live out this day as though you are “scheduled” for tomorrow.
“Remember how short my time is.” Psalm 89:47