In the Blink of an Eye

Last night I watched a man die.
It was just a moment.
It could have been so insignificant.
It could have been just the blink of an eye.
It could have been, but it was so much more than that.
A life was lost.

The rescue workers did all they could.
The violent CPR compressions,
the sirens were screaming,
the doctors were waiting,
the machines were ready to shock into life again.

But life is not in our hands.
With all our modern knowledge and medicine and advancements-life is still so fragile, so precious.

Just a moment.
A MOMENT.

Once upon a time, there was a hospital that made you believe in more than yourself.  It made you believe that great things are possible.  And that ordinary human beings can accomplish great things with just the touch of another human being.

It's simple.  Lets make a difference for one another.

You speak up and I'll speak up.

You lend a hand, I lend a hand.

You encourage, and I will encourage...

And you may just c h a n g e  s o m e o n e' s  l i f e. 

In life, I have noticed that there is nothing more powerful than one person making a difference for another. 

Selfless. Loving. Inspiring.

And sometimes, one voice can be the catalyst that changes the WORLD!

Exercise your ability to touch another persons life.

You might just change y-o-u. 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6XIr9dqKeXg

Windows

Look out and see

Clouds drifting by.

Trains chanting in the night.

Trees that dance in the song of the breeze.

Movement all around.

Sit behind the glass and

I am still.

My motion is breath in and out of my lungs.

I am silent.

My sound is the cry of my heart.

The stirrings in my heart are larger than my means.

Oh, they are so much larger than my means.

Soar.

Sing from my toes.

Life full of love.

Inspire.

Immortal.

Memorable.

Fly.

Emotion.

Laughter.

Open.

Full.

Free.

Spinning with arms wide open!

Run as fast as you can.

Sparkle.

Beauty.

Free fall.

One foot in front of the other.

Keep breathing.

Bright eyes.

Vulnerable.

One foot in front of the other.

Please don't forget me God.

I was made for more than this.

I do not despise small beginnings,

Oh, but God, how I LONG for a beginning.