February 12, 2007


As you can see from my last post, I lost my brother a week ago Saturday. When death knocks on the door of life; especially when it is sudden and unexpected it really makes life look different.

Things that took all our energy look so insignificant, people and relationships become the main focus of our lives and take on so much more meaning then ever before. It brings to mind the desire to do as much as we can with the time we have. Not just the job and the financial goals (they are important, but not our main focus) but what can we do for mankind (for the people in our lives). We need to multiply the love, that is what is remembered when we are gone. What difference can we make so that someone may say of us…I am glad you came my way.

It reminds me of the ending of the movie Schindlers List. At the end of the movie when the Jews were freed, Schindler was getting ready to leave his camp and the Jews he had saved gathered around him and gave him a gold ring that they had made for him to remember them by. As he looked around at the souls he had saved, he began to cry and he said… I could have saved more, I could have done more.

When our days on this earth are done, I don’t want to be the one saying… I could have done more; I want to share the love today and everyday; for at the end it is the love that lasts.