Life is precious. No, seriously- It is!

Over the past week, I have become keenly aware that our time on earth is short, our next day is not guaranteed, and the crap that we allow ourselves to hold against another is not worth the energy we spend on it.

Kirk lost his grandad, and our pastor in Scotland lost his brother. My heart grieves for these families, and I am now, more than ever, awakened to the painful reality that people pass away- people who were loved, laughed with, cried with, adventured with, eaten with, you name it. All too soon, we can easily forget the preciousness of these seemingly mundane moments with those we love.

The truth is that moments matter. Even the moments we spend being aggravated about some idiosyncrasy someone may have- they matter. I'm convinced that it's best to deal with these aggravations ASAP and move on to getting back to the said 'moments' with those we love. 

I want to love hard. I want to love with no regrets. I want to go to bed celebrating the moments I get to spend with people, instead of racing through all of the times I could have sounded cooler or looked better in my day. I am challenged to keep this revelation (for lack of a better term) in my heart and mind as I wake up and greet the day. 

May we all love hard. May we all love with  no regrets. May we all truly be in the moment with the people we love (and even those who may be hard to love).

This post is written in loving memory of Avery Patterson and Jordan Lewis. I know you will both be missed greatly.