An excerpt from Kyle Lake's last sermon read at his funeral.
"Live. And Live Well. BREATHE. Breathe in and Breathe deeply. Be PRESENT. Do not be past. Do not be future. Be now. On a crystal clear, breezy 70 degree day, roll down the windows and FEEL the wind against your skin. Feel the warmth of the sun.
If you run, then allow those first few breaths on a cool Autumn day to FREEZE your lungs and do not just be alarmed, be ALIVE. Get knee-deep in a novel and LOSE track of time.
If you bike, pedal HARD… and if you crash then crash well.
Feel the SATISFACTION of a job well done—a paper well-written, a project thoroughly completed, a play well-performed. If you must wipe the snot from your 3-year old’s nose, don’t be disgusted if the Kleenex didn’t catch it all… because soon he’ll be wiping his own.
If you’ve recently experienced loss, then GRIEVE. And Grieve well. At the table with friends and family, LAUGH. If you’re eating and laughing at the same time, then might as well laugh until you puke. And if you eat, then SMELL. The aromas are not impediments to your day. Steak on the grill, coffee beans freshly ground, cookies in the oven. And TASTE. Taste every ounce of flavor. Taste every ounce of friendship. Taste every ounce of Life. Because-it-is-most-definitely-a-Gift."
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That is deep...and so true. Life is a gift that we can't take for granted. Good post lou, it reminds me to say a prayer for his family.
Please Lord Jesus be strength and comfort to his wife. Help His children. Give them peace that surpasses all understanding. To know that thier dad is with you give them dreams of him with you. Give support from all corners of your world to this family of believers struggling to understand.
Finally Lord thank you for this man's life and death that is now a gift to us all.
Scoey, I appreciated reading this and I've been reminding myself this week to practice it. Good stuff.
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