Called Home
This week we said goodbye to a dear elderly man at our church. He crossed over to the other side Wednesday. He was such an inspiration to everyone, always giving a word of encouragement and exhorting us to keep pressing on in the Lord. When he would come to church, which he and his wife were faithful to do, he was like a ray of sunshine, with his handshakes, smiles and greetings being spread around. And love. You always felt loved by him and that he cared about what was happening in your life.
He died from kidney failure caused from diabetes. He was 77 years old. I feel like he was a man who lived a true Christian life, loved others as himself and had his priorities right. I am so thankful for the privilege of knowing him.
The Dash
by Linda Ellis
I read of a man who stood to speak
At the funeral of a friend
At the funeral of a friend
He referred to the dates on her tombstone
From the beginning to the end
From the beginning to the end
He noted that first came her date of her birth
And spoke the following date with tears,
And spoke the following date with tears,
But he said what mattered most of all
Was the dash between those years
Was the dash between those years
For that dash represents all the time
That she spent alive on earth.
That she spent alive on earth.
And now only those who loved her
Know what that little line is worth.
Know what that little line is worth.
For it matters not how much we own;
The cars, the house, the cash,
The cars, the house, the cash,
What matters is how we live and love
And how we spend our dash.
And how we spend our dash.
So think about this long and hard.
Are there things you’d like to change?
Are there things you’d like to change?
For you never know how much time is left,
That can still be rearranged.
That can still be rearranged.
If we could just slow down enough
To consider what’s true and real
To consider what’s true and real
And always try to understand
The way other people feel.
The way other people feel.
And be less quick to anger,
And show appreciation more
And show appreciation more
And love the people in our lives
Like we’ve never loved before.
Like we’ve never loved before.
If we treat each other with respect,
And more often wear a smile
And more often wear a smile
Remembering that this special dash
Might only last a little while.
Might only last a little while.
So, when your eulogy is being read
With your life’s actions to rehash
With your life’s actions to rehash
Would you be proud of the things they say
About how you spent your dash?
About how you spent your dash?
© 1996 All Rights Reserved, Linda Ellis
If you have never read the story of The Dash Poem you can read it here.