All in a days work

I love my job. I love meeting new people and seeing new things. I love not being stuck in an office day after day. Still somedays are harder than others and today was one of those days.

At my first appointment I meet a wonderful retired couple, who like many Americans in this economy lost everything they owned due to the real estate mess. They are now forced to spend thier golden years renting a home with roomates to make ends meet. Worse though is that the husband suffered a heart attack and has been out of work for two years.  I left sad, but knowing that God is in control and that there is so much to be thankful for.

Returing back to the east side of town I was passed by a red sports car going at least 85 mph on the freeway and driving erractically. Just another idiot driver on the freeway, one of the few things I don’t like about my job.  I slowed down thinking this guy is going to crash,  but then I got a phone call and soon forgot about the crazy driver.

About 5 minutes later I noticed tire pieces covering the freeway, cars were swerving and slamming on thier breaks to get around them and sure enough there was a semi that on the side of the road with a blow-out. Burried into the back of the semi was the red sports car, half of the car was under the semi and the top of the car was gone and I knew the driver was dead, there was no way anyone could survive that. I felt sick to my stomach, I still do.  I dismissed this person as just an idiot driver and now this person dead. This person who is someones son, someones brother or husband is now gone. Somewhere someone anxiously is waiting for a loved one to come home who never will. 

Tragedy abounds in this world and the weight of it sometimes seems to much to bear. The heaviness of today has left me weary.  

I know this sadness will pass and in a few days I will be back to normal. Back to my everyday life, but  I hope I don’t forget the reminder that today brings, that life is fragile and precious and it can be snatched away from us at any minute. I hope I remember what is really important in my life and that I don’t  let all the little worries of the day preoccupy me. 

Say a prayer for the family of the guy in the red sports car….then go kiss your kids and tell them you love them.

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