“For everything there is a season, a time for every activity under heaven. A time to be born and a time to die.”
The phrase “live your dash” comes from a poem – The Dash, by Linda Ellis.
As with anything in life, interpretation is in the mind of the beholder. So, as you read the poem, some things will be obvious. We’re here on this earth for a short time and none of us know how long or short our dash will be.
Monday and Tuesday, I felt terrible. I decided to ride out my pain by staying in bed. My daughter said I needed to go to Urgent Care. I said no. My wife and daughter both yes. They won. So, that evening at Urgent Care, the doctors found a serious infection and began treatment. I told the doctor that my idea of staying in bed would probably have solved the problem. He said yes, you would have been dead from sepsis the next morning and you wouldn’t have any more problems. I’ll continue to listen to my wife and daughter.
For your consideration, here is “The Dash.”
I read of a man who stood to speak at a funeral of a friend. He referred to the dates on the tombstone from the beginning…to the end.
He noted that first came the date of birth and spoke of the following date with tears, but he said what mattered most of all was the dash between those years.
For that dash represents all the time they spent alive on earth and now only those who loved them know what that little line is worth.
For it matters not, how much we own, the cars…the house…the cash. What matters is how we live and love and how we spend our dash.
So think about this long and hard; are there things you’d like to change? For you never know how much time is left that still can be rearranged.
To be less quick to anger and show appreciation more and love the people in our lives like we’ve never loved before.
If we treat each other with respect and more often wear a smile…remembering that this special dash might only last a little while.
So when your eulogy is being read, with your life’s actions to rehash…would you be proud of the things they say about how you lived your dash?