Monday Mourning -- Give 'Em a Hug

Yes, I know it's not Monday ... Sigh.  Might as well get used to my days being a little bit off, now that we're back on the school schedule.  I just can't get posts up when I intend to anymore.  If you can just hang in there until next May, I promise I'll pull it back together.  In the meantime...

I really don't have a lot to say tonight, other than "Give 'em a hug."  Because you never know when you'll be seeing your loved one for the last time.

On Saturday, a boy was walking with a friend in central Arkansas when he was suddenly swept into a storm drain and drowned.  This young man was the nephew of a good friend and co-worker.  I'm sure that when he walked out the door that afternoon and said, "See ya, Mom!", his mom had no idea that her life and the life of her family was about to change forever.  What she would give for just one more hug from him!  My heart has been broken for this family ever since I heard the news.  Thankfully, this little boy knew Jesus as his Savior, so he and his parents will be reunited one day.

Then, this morning, I heard the news that the pastor of my parents' church in Mountain Home was killed in a motorcycle wreck.  He had been the pastor of this church for twenty years.  He was an outstanding member of the community, serving as chaplain for the sheriff's department.  On Sunday morning he was in the pulpit ... on Monday evening, he was in Heaven.  Who would have thought it?  I'm sure his family (and his congregation) is aching for one more hug from him.

I personally know dozens of parents who would give anything for one more hug from their children.  I would give anything for one more hug from my child!

So, what am I saying?  Give 'em a hug.  Every time they walk out the door.  I can promise you, you'll never regret it.