“There are two ways to live: you can live as if nothing is a miracle; you can live as if everything is a miracle.” — Albert Einstein
Attending Kevin’s funeral on Christmas Eve, this quote from Albert Einstein was printed on the cover of the funeral bulletin.
Have you ever been struck with a profound thought or observation, when you least expect it? When it’s presented in such a deceptively simple format – in this case, printed text?
One more thing struck me from attending Kevin’s funeral, but not until this very moment. Kevin’s son, maybe three years old, was there, of course. Estimating there were 300 people attending.
But the only other child I saw was the one in my arms most of the Mass.
Ever get ahead of schedule on a project? Hardly ever right? Well, I can’t remember the last time it’s happened to me, except for right now.
It’s December 24, 2009, Christmas Eve as I write this, and we are getting ready for 5:00PM Mass, the Children’s Mass.
A few hours ago, my son and I attended a funeral for a friend.
Kevin and I were colleagues 14 years ago. His Family and my Family attend the same Church. his son is even younger than mine.
Kevin fought brain cancer, and had won, for the past eight years or so, maybe longer.
My Family and I were in Church when we heard the sad news this past Sunday.
Kevin went to Heaven. His funeral was beautiful. His life was beautiful.
Ever know someone, not well enough to be close friends, but well enough to call friend?
So I get to Church yesterday morning and panicked realized I’m not Lectoring until next Sunday. Oh well, chalk one up (another one actually) to being crazy busy.
Wouldn’t trade it for anything though. There are others among us, and you may be one of them, who have far greater things on your mind, or on your heart.
The Fort Hood shootings, the Orlando shootings, a friend undergoing brain surgery (again) for brain cancer, an ache that won’t go away.
Far from perfect, I still try to do my best every day. Do you find yourself trying really hard? Every day?
Do you find the courage to not give up? The strength to not give in? Do you find it?
Today, let’s not only lift others up in prayer, but why not lift ourselves up as well. What could it hurt? Carpe diem.