Last night I sat in front of a roaring fire outside at our fire-pit. I had cleaned up the yard over the last two days and had limbs and other stuff we no longer needed to burn. I watched as the flames consumed the items and then deposit them in the air as smoke and ash.
I thought about life and all that we hold dear is quickly used up and thrown away. Nothing in this world is permanent. Everything is transient. I reflected upon the life of my friend who is suffering in a hospital holding on to a life which isn’t intended to endure. However, he holds on as tight as he can because he loves his family and his friends. He and we don’t want to say; “Goodbye.” In his weakened condition, he still worries about others and how they will make it without him.
The fire burns down and I start to feel the cold of the evening. I’ve run out of fuel to feed the flames. They get lower, the embers glow less brightly and soon will go out. I get up and move inside. A place of warmth, safety, and comfort. I pray my friend, at the right time, will leave this cold world and find his eternal dwelling place as well.
This morning, on my way to the office, I spied a small car whose trunk seemed to be unlatched. At first I thought maybe it was tied off because it was carrying something larger than its capacity but I watched as it slowly opened up and the driver seemed unaware. At the next stop light I jumped out of the truck and noticed the driver of the unfastened trunk saw me in her driver’s mirror. She rolled down her window and I asked; “do you know your trunk is open?” “No, she said, ‘I just came from the store and must’ve forgotten to shut it.'” “Well I’m going to close it for you OK?” I replied as I made sure it was secure, hopped back into the Frontier as the light turned green and then we both went our way.
I reflected on the lady and the open trunk, thankful for eyes to see, hands to help and a willing heart to assist someone in need. The truth is that we need each other to make sure we don’t lose our way or what’s valuable as we travel the road of life.