No pictures on this one, but just a thought that has hung with me for the past several weeks. On July 18th, a friend of ours died while saving his two sons from drowning in a lake on a weekend camping trip. He was an incredibly experienced swimmer, scuba diving certified, and a member of the search and rescue dive team. It should have never happened to him, and yet, his darling little boys are alive because he gave his life for them. Since that day, my mind has been in a funk. I am getting better, but it has caused some serious reflection. He was 32, left 3 little boys, the youngest is only 18 months old, and a wonderful wife. At his funeral, several impressions came to my mind. First, he lived his life. He didn't die watching life happen all around him, he lived and he loved every minute of it. Second, he loved everyone. The entire church was filled with people who loved Scott. He made everyone feel like his best friend. He cared about everyone and made them feel special. He especially loved his wife and kids and showed them that love. Third, I realized that life is just too short to be upset, offended, annoyed, jealous, selfish or to put off things that mean the most. Scott's death has helped me realize just how precious every moment of our lives are. His life has helped me realize that this earth life really is just a temporary situation. Our lives on earth are so momentary in the grand scheme of things. We need to live them, love every minute of our journey, and return to our Father in Heaven with some wonderful memories and stories to tell. I loved the quote that was on his funeral program..."This life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, proclaiming, 'WOW, WHAT A RIDE!'"
Accounts have been set-up for Shauna and the boys at State Bank of Southern Utah, Zions Bank and Wells Fargo.
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