Saddened to hear about the MTA transit worker killed this morning. He was only 23 years young and had been on the job for about six months. My thoughts went to his mother when I heard his age, I thought of the excitement they may have felt when he got a job with the city (good pay/good benefits) and the last words they spoke to each other not knowing it was the end.
It gives you a different perspective on life and how we use the time we are blessed with each day. The small challenges and inconveniences we face seem to diminish it their importance.
Many people complaining of the train delays and being late because of this tragic accident. But what that mother wouldn't give to be delayed on a train or late just to know her son was on the other end of her commute. As I pondered on this thought, I thought about life as a train ride in route to a destination. How would the challenges we face on this journey of life shrink in value when we focus on the assurance that the one we love, JESUS, is at the end of the commute waiting for us with open arms. So let's all make a conscious decision to be grateful today for the small things as well as the big things, go home and hug your family, and say a kind word to a stranger just because. There is enough complaining and bitterness in this world, let's you and I make today brighter.
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