Last week many blogs and news outlets talked about the tragic death of Kyle Lake in Waco, TX. Here is an excerpt from his final message: (thanks to monday morning insight) An excerpt from Kyle's last sermon was read at his funeral last week... Kyle spoke: Live. And Live Well. BREATHE. Breathe in and Breathe deeply. Be PRESENT. Do not be past. Do not be future. Be now. On a crystal clear, breezy 70 degree day, roll down the windows and FEEL the wind against your skin. Feel the warmth of the sun. If you run, then allow those first few breaths on a cool Autumn day to FREEZE your lungs and do not just be alarmed, be ALIVE. Get knee-deep in a novel and LOSE track of time.If you bike, pedal HARD... and if you crash then crash well. Feel the SATISFACTION of a job well done--a paper well-written, a project thoroughly completed, a play well-performed. If you must wipe the snot from your 3-year old's nose, don't be disgusted if the Kleenex didn't catch it all... because soon he'll be wiping his own. If you've recently experienced loss, then GRIEVE. And Grieve well. At the table with friends and family, LAUGH. If you're eating and laughing at the same time, then might as well laugh until you puke. And if you eat, then SMELL. The aromas are not impediments to your day. Steak on the grill, coffee beans freshly ground, cookies in the oven. And TASTE. Taste every ounce of flavor. Taste every ounce of friendship. Taste every ounce of Life. Because-it-is-most-definitely-a-Gift." Wow! I wonder if somehow he knew? But isn't that the way we should live life? Shouldn't we live like everyday is our last? Shouldn't we as Jason said last week "seize the day?" I love the song by the Kry called "when you die." The fact is none of us know when we are going to die. I have to ask myself am I doing all I can for God. Am I loving my family, my friends and my enemies in the way Jesus would? Am I breathing every breath like it might be my last? Am I hugging my wife and my children like I may never again? Am I sharing my faith with lost people? Am I treating everyone the way Jesus would? Am I enjoying every sip of my Starbucks coffee? Do I enjoy every note of my new David Crowder CD? Do I enjoy every play of the Bama football game or watching Jacob play @ Mims Park? Do I enjoy playing my guitar for the glory of God? Sometimes it is easy to complain and look at all we don't have. Life is a gift and we must make everyday count. In his book Don't Waste Your Life, John Piper tells a story of how his father, an evangelist led a very old man to Christ. The old man just sat there crying saying I have wasted my life, I've wasted my life. My prayer is that my life will count!