I’ve been feeling a little guilty about a little too much play and not enough work. My guilt reminded me of a really touching poem my Grandpa Carl wrote towards the end of his life that I want to share
Memo to my loved ones
If I had to do it all over ….
If I had my life to live over again, I’d relax more. I would be sillier than I have been this trip. I’d take more trips. I’d climb more mountains, swim more rivers and watch more sunsets. I’d do more walking & do more looking. I would eat more natural foods (just as God made them). I’d have a great deal fewer imaginary problems.
I’d do more spur-of-the-moment things – and fewer highly planned items. Maybe I’d be less sensible and organized (I’d throw my appointment books away). Oh, I’ve had my moments, and if I had it to do over- I’d have more great belly laughs and fun!
I’d pray more and spend more time with God… spend more time seeking first His Kingdom and laying up treasures in Heaven instead of on earth.
If I had my life to live over, I would start barefooted earlier in the spring- and stay that way later in the fall. I would play more. I’d ride more merry-go-rounds andplay with kids more. And finally, I’d do a lot of things exactly as I did them this time around. Oh yes I would … what a family … what friends … what memories for Eternity. Thanks!
Maybe I’m taking the advice about going barefooted a little too literally.