I’m not sure if this is a watershed moment on this blog or not. I’m about to get personal.
The last seven days have been trying on me. I found out I have to start exercising to bring down my blood pressure or go on meds. I’m 37 for crying out loud. I also found out some other personal news, and while I will not go into details here, I’m in for a trying, difficult, and rocky road in the next 3-5 years. Now this may make for a good book one day, but it’s a lot to absorb and process.
My life got a lot more stressful yesterday when I rear ended another car. This is my first accident in thirteen years, and while nobody was hurt, it certainly doesn’t make my life any easier. I was too busy with getting to practice, etc., to let it all sink in. Well reality hit when I got the loaner as my car is un-drivable until they fix it in two weeks. (It would not be good for a hood to suddenly come off while driving.)
So I was down in the dumps today. One might call it a pity party, or you could say it’s a normal reaction. That’s not what matters.
My outlook changed when I was driving to a client in my Toyota Corolla rental (I miss my car already). I encountered a rather large funeral procession. Here it is, the middle of a sunny spring day, and another person had left this earth. It reminded me of my mortality, and the fact that this life is only a spec compared to eternity. An old hymn popped into my head – “I’m But a Stranger Here.” The line that resonated was:
“I’m but a stranger here, Heaven is my Home.”
Very comforting indeed.
