A few weeks ago I had the unique opportunity to fly, for a few minutes anyway, a 1934 DC-3 in Colombia South America. It was one of six still operating down there. Yesterday, to my utter horror, one of those planes along with the co-pilot of our flight and 13 other souls perished in a crash!
When I read the article someone had tagged me in it literally took my breath away! That very easily could have been me and the five companions I was traveling with!!!
My heart goes out to all the families who will forever be impacted by this tragedy. We never know when our time is up. I dogged a bullet yesterday!
I’m not afraid to die. I know where I’m going when I do. I very much want to live mind you but that choice is not up to any of us every time we get on board an airplane, go to the store to grab a gallon of milk, or even simply turn on the tv.
When you’re called home, you’re called home.
I love my wife, kids and family more than anything! My friends and business follow that. I have sooooo much to live for and so much more left to accomplish! Yet I feel it’s so commonplace for all of us to focus on life’s small irritations, hurts, fears and drama, that it’s easy to lose the perspective that everyday above grade is a gift!
Remembering that simple perspective and giving one another more grace daily will honor the passing of these 14 souls in Colombia or the 157 killed hours later in a crash in Ethiopia.
Life’s precious, don’t sweat the small stuff (and it’s ALL small stuff!)