This is just one of those stories that stirred me today.
In case you didn’t hear the story (I just did – so if you have heard it you might think that I have been living under a rock or something)… on October 30, 2005, Kyle Lake, a pastor at University Baptist Church in Waco, TX was electrocuted while preparing to baptize someone in front of a congregation 800 people. He left a wife and two children, one 5 and the other 3. He died doing what he loved….serving Jesus and his people.
Here is an excerpt from Kyle’s last sermon that was read at his funeral:
Live. And Live Well. BREATHE. Breathe in and Breathe deeply. Be PRESENT. Do not be past. Do not be future. Be now. On a crystal clear, breezy 70 degree day, roll down the windows and FEEL the wind against your skin. Feel the warmth of the sun.
If you run, then allow those first few breaths on a cool Autumn day to FREEZE your lungs and do not just be alarmed, be ALIVE. Get knee-deep in a novel and LOSE track of time. If you bike, pedal HARD… and if you crash then crash well.
Feel the SATISFACTION of a job well done—a paper well-written, a project thoroughly completed, a play well-performed. If you must wipe the snot from your 3-year old’s nose, don’t be disgusted if the Kleenex didn’t catch it all… because soon he’ll be wiping his own.
If you’ve recently experienced loss, then GRIEVE. And Grieve well. At the table with friends and family, LAUGH. If you’re eating and laughing at the same time, then might as well laugh until you puke. And if you eat, then SMELL. The aromas are not impediments to your day. Steak on the grill, coffee beans freshly ground, cookies in the oven.
And TASTE. Taste every ounce of flavor. Taste every ounce of friendship. Taste every ounce of Life. Because-it-is-most-definitely-a-Gift.”
I think that there are times that I really don’t live – I just kinda stumble along. I don’t stop and looking around – to see what God has laid out for me today – to enjoy my life – my kids – my wife – my family and friends. When tragedy hits, those are the times that we pay attention – why? Why not pay attention while I am driving down the road with my windows down, playing a tune on my radio? Why not when my wife and daughters are having dinner and just laughing about our day?
Pay attention. Enjoy. Live.