No Time Like the Present

A couple of weeks ago, there was a crisis in Hawaii. Factually, it turned out to be a false crisis. But emotionally, it was real. People who were there, including family of some people here, faced the prospect of imminent destruction. There was a 40 minute period in which calls were made to loved ones, to say goodbye. People looked at those around them differently. People hugged, cried, screamed. For those of us who didn't experience it, there was a strange and crazy blip on the radar. But for those who did experience it, there was real terror, and may be lasting emotional impact.

Is it better to know, or not to know, that one's end is near? This is a question of ongoing debate, and no consensus. Meet your end blissfully unaware? Or have a warning in which to say goodbye, to tie loose ends that should be tied? Is the time to compose one's last words now, or wait? I have known people who, under hospice care, had some of the most beautiful conversations they had had in years. They were clear that there was no time like the present to express those thoughts.

But many of us won't have that time of knowing, even that 40 minutes. There is no time like the present to reach out and say or do that beautiful thing. No time like the present to love your neighbor, look upon others with compassion, to show mercy, to tell people how much they mean to you.

May God grant us the grace period we need. Jeannie