This morning I learned that a friend of many died. I knew him as "big John", a face that was always around, a big brother type. A faithful member of my church, someone who loved God. He loved people, including the trying teenagers. He was truly a servant. His suffering (though silent and sort of a mystery to many) is over and he is with his Maker.
To me this is a lesson to be careful with our moments. To put aside the things in life that really aren't a big deal. If you can bite your tongue, swallow your pride.. do it. And if you can love, encourage someone, be a friend.. do that too. Time is too freakin' short.