Leaving a Legacy...

There aren't many things that I don't post about on here about my family, friends and church.
I even post about others blogs, which is the agenda of this blog entry.

My sister sent me the link of a blog that, I have never read before until last week. The first entry I read that day, had me hooked and I didn't even know these people. Only that they were from the Houston Area, and that they needed prayers. Reading...
I found out that this was a woman, undergoing chemo treatment, while pregnant, had her baby girl, Chloe, 3 weeks early, and was now having problems with headaches, seizures, and so forth. I didn't know much more than that, so I decided to back track a little and read all the previous entries I could to see what lead up to the current entry. I found myself reading until late into the night, getting to know this couple, their experiences, and adventures. He's in the Military, her, a wonderful, loving, selfless , totally devoted wife, sold out for Christ, Godly Woman. As the days progressed, so did the saga play out for the young couple. My heart ached more and more, every blog entry that I read. Today, I decided to check up on the blog, and I literally broke into tears and I was reading what Brady (the husband) had wrote. Words cannot express the sadness I felt for him, and Chloe. God is always ever present, and I truly have seen that while reading this blog. God is so good and marvelous in each one of our lives. To Him all the glory should be given. In each tragedy AND blessing. "We are but a vapor, and only here for a moment..."James 4:14....So, reading this has truly made me realize how precious every moment truly is...How each moment counts...Forget what I want to do for "me", but what I can do to enrich others, and help others in their lives. I want to leave my own legacy, so that what I have done and will do, will inspire and encourage others. Especially my children and grandchildren. So then, I would like to share this blog with all of you.

The Sullivans
Please, hug your wives, daughters, mothers, sisters, and girlfriends and tell them how much they are loved and appreciated, Today and everyday thereafter.
Love you all, and I hope this was as much an inspiration to you as it was to me.

There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven: a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build, a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance, a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them, a time to embrace and a time to refrain, a time to search and a time to give up, a time to keep and a time to throw away, a time to mend, a time to be silent and a time to speak, a time to love and a time to hate, a time for war and a time for peace. --Ecclesiastes 3:1-8