Yesterday was one of those days. I left work feeling so fulfilled, I almost got emotional on the way home. Good thing it was almost, as it becomes both very awkward and difficult to be emotional while riding a motorcycle. My day consisted of mutual encouragement from a friend over coffee (by the way that was a divine appointment), speaking in chapel, meeting with an 8-year-old girl whose mom’s best friend was murdered by her boyfriend, taking camp registrations, and attempting to work on Sunday’s services. On my way out the door, I checked my mailbox and found a hand written note:
Perhaps it was the letter and the situation behind the letter that caused me to be so emotional. As I was on the way home, I could not help but to think about this quote at the top of the page, and say to myself, “If this was my last day, I have no regrets. I went all out today, I am exhausted and still have much more to do, but I have no regrets.”
Make every day count!