I was reminded of the fragility of life. It doesn't last forever. We only have so much time to make a difference, to be the best person we can be. Each day is a choice to live life to the fullest.
I am pondering that even my life is but a breath.
My grandpa was taken to the hospital in an ambulance that day, but thankfully, he is home and doing much better. May his last years on earth be fruitful and may God be glorified.
May my 3 little acorns grow up to be "Oaks of Righteousness, a planting of the Lord for the display of his splendor." (Isaiah 61:3) If this be the case, then my life will have been a life well spent.