“The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.”
–Harriet Beecher Stowe

I think maybe because I haven’t written or shared any thoughts for over a month that reading Stowe’s words this morning stung this morning. Stung as in they were meant for me.

None among us doubts we have a limited number of years or days or minutes left on this side. There are reminders daily that death will at some point play its card. Until then, though, you and I MUST make a difference in the lives of those we come in contact with. It’s like playing tag except we are always the chaser, trying to tag as many people as we can with God’s love, with God’s grace, and with God’s forgiveness. And with God’s good news.

I won’t promise to write every day. I won’t promise to write a certain number of times per week. I WILL promise to write more often, if God will have it be. For I want a few less of my words left unsaid, and a few less deeds left undone. I want MORE. Not for me. For you.

Now, let’s go chase! There are so many people God wants us to touch!