With a friend such as Dew Rotor, 33, in intensive care awaiting a double-lung transplant, one cannot help but stop and think about the fragility of life and the importance of living each day to the fullest.
What have you been putting off to another day because you don’t have time? Do you prioritize your days and do the most important task first? I, for one, know that I seriously need to look at my priorities.
I remember parishioners being somewhat critical of my brother’s family’s housekeeping skills. However, whenever there was a need in the community, both Fran and Bill would jump – literally – at the opportunity to lend a hand, comfort, offer prayers and healing energy. This brother of mine, the late Bill Hare, when I say “jump”, I mean it. When I asked him for help, he did not stop to ponder the validity or urgency of my request, he did everything in his power to help me, whether I needed to talk with him for an hour or two on the phone in the middle of the night, or needed physical help with a project. He was always there when I asked. And this was the same for his parishioners and his children. So the furniture was a little dusty and the toys had not been picked up – so what! His family had their priorities straight. Things could wait; people could not.
This was in sharp contrast to the way we grew up, as the main rooms of our home were always in tiptop shape – at least they were before Dad got home. I remember Mom scooting around the house dusting so that Dad could not run his finger through the dust – and this, of course, was long before furnace filters and air conditioners, so there was always dust in our home.
Bill and his family made choices: to be of service to those who needed them. I, personally, have made a choice to be of service to my friend Dew and her mother, Leslirae, in finding needed financial resources to support them in their difficult journey.
What choices will you make today?