One of the highlights of every spring for me is the blooming of our daffodils. As soon as the weather shows a hint of warming up, they emerge and blossom into their bright yellow glory, lighting up the side of our home with lush color. Sadly, they last in full bloom only a couple of weeks. Then they wilt and gradually disappear, not to be seen again until another year passes.
So I try to make it a point to admire them every precious day they are on display, because they will soon be gone. If that concept is true for mere flowers, how much more should we value our family and friends? We should value and love them up every precious day, because, one day, they too may be gone.
Or you might be.
Amen, thank you.