In a reflection on his relationship with his father, a man wrote,
As a Child, I could always depend on my father to put life’s disasters into perspective, whether it was a broken leg or a broken heart. Years later I was devastated by a series of personal crises. Feeling helpless and overwhelmed, I spent my last $300 on a trip to Florida to see Dad.
On the final evening of my visit we stood at the end of a jetty, watching the sun settle into the Gulf of Mexico. I could no longer contain my bitterness.
“You know, Dad,” I said, “if we could take al the great moments we experience in our lifetimes and put them back-to-back, they wouldn’t last twenty minutes.” He responded simply, “Yup.”
I turned to him, stunned. He was still studying the sun that sat on the horizon. Then, looking evenly into my eyes, he added quietly, “Precious, aren’t they?”1
Today, we reflect on…
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