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Ever have a 2am what if moment?

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Ever have a 2am what if moment? This morning at 2:18am, Cheryl was not in bed next to me.

A frightening, but unusually calm terror immediately filled my body.

A quick review of Cheryl’s facts – I was groggy:

  • Left work with two colleagues
  • Went straight Orlando Magic basketball game downtown
  • After game, take Robin back to work to get her car
  • Then drop off Molina at Disney’s Grand Floridian
  • Home by 11pm, latest, right?

But it’s 2:18am.

What if she was in an accident? The phone would have rang.

What if she was abducted? The phone wouldn’t ring.


I called. No answer.

What if the kidnapper was brutal?

More intense panic.

Why didn’t she call?

Moving to the hall, I called louder downstairs…

Her precious voice. Also sleepy.

Was quietly reminded that the key to peace and contentment, even in the midst of a brutal world, is living each day like it fully counts.

Side note: Yesterday two bombs exploded at the 117th Boston Marathon finish line.

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By jeff noel

Internet's only five-a-day blogger, leaving a trail for our son. This is about putting the spirit of Love at the center of your life. It may be God, Allah, Mohammed, Buddha, Yahweh, etc. For me, it's Jesus.

4 replies on “Ever have a 2am what if moment?”

Leaving church services one morning about 10 years ago I was the last one out to the van. Our son wasn’t with my wife, she thought he was with me. I went back inside . . . nowhere to be found. I started to panic. My wife remained calm. I was getting upset because she wasn’t upset and didn’t share the same frantic response.

He was found a few minutes (seemed like hours) later on the other side of the building (where he hadn’t played before) with some of the older (responsible/less frantic) kids.

What if he had been taken from the side street without anyone knowing? I don’t want to go there.

David, it’s a brutal world out there. Spending time in the wild (and nature) is a tough reminder that everyday for wild animals is a day of 24 hour survival.

Glad it worked out with a happy ending.

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