I went to the Memorial event last Saturday for Matt Ogleive, who was killed in a motorcycle accident a few weeks ago. It was a great event, Matt was well known and he had a lot of friends and family that loved him. This morning I heard that my New Life Riders chaplain Phil Underwood, who has been in the hospital for the last week has had a relapse, and may not recover following a heart attack he had after he went in for surgery on his shoulder. I just got back from visiting Phil, and it hurts to think that he may not be around much longer to provide the friendship, encouragement and counseling he is so good at. As I was driving over to the hospital, I had thoughts that I might not get there in time to talk and pray with him. We never really know when our existence on this Earth will come to and end, and I was afraid I wouldn’t get to minister to him and enjoy his company at least one more time. As God would have it, I did get to talk and pray with Phil, and I am going back again, and I will keep praying for him until God either heals him, or takes him home.

I tell you all of this, because it makes me wonder why we always seem to have to lose someone before we realize how much they mean to us. I guess taking people for granted is just part of life, part of familiarity. I don’t know about you, but I have decided to be more active in letting the people I love, know that I love them, I’m not just going to assume that they know.