Posts Tagged ‘witness’

Who Would Have Ever Thought?

Wednesday, February 5th, 2014

As usual we were on our way to the “Y” just before 5 PM.  As we crested the hill behind Publix, we saw the black smoke soaring high into the late afternoon sky. “Somebody’s house is on fire,” I thought. As we turned into the driveway of the Bellevue YMCA we saw the flames. They were not regular flames and we could tell that it was not a house burning. I recall thinking, “Why aren’t there any sirens?” About that time a shaken “Y” employee told us to turn around and leave because a plane had just crashed and the building was being evacuate.  At that moment the wail of emergency equipment seemed to erupt in perfect sync from all directions as first responders rushed to the point of impact. They came in waves and then they came some more. So many came that I feared that perhaps an airliner had gone down. We knew nobody could survive the flames and were praying that it was not a big plane.

As we sit there in bumper to bumper traffic amid the unfolding chaos, I thanked God that the plane had not hit any buildings. From what I learned later, that was probably not by chance but a final act of love from Glenn Mull, the pilot.  I wondered who the victims were and what must have been going on in that doomed plane. I wondered if they were prepared for death and if they had any unfinished business. Was there something they needed to say? Was there someone they needed to forgive?  Was there something they needed to let go?

Who would have ever thought that a plane would crash at the Y, in a small patch of grass, outside a building I spend so much time inside? Your next breath could be your last; do not put anything off that you need to do. Do it right now.

 Something to Think About

Over Your Shoulder

Wednesday, May 29th, 2013

The other day I was working on Sunday’s message, as I had lunch, at the counter of Puckett’s Grocery in Leipers Fork. The place was quite crowded with few available seats. One of the interesting things about Puckett’s is you never know whom you might see there. I’ve sighted movie stars, famous singers, professional football players, coaches, television people, but mostly regular people. At Puckett’s everybody pretty much looks the same. A banker friend told me that the rich folks who live in Leipers Fork dress down so they will blend in at Puckett’s. I don’t know if he is right about that. However, I hardly recognized Nicole Kidman the time I saw her there.

As I sat there working on my message and finishing up the last of my sweet potato fries, a voice from behind made a comment to me that indicated he had been reading my notes over my shoulder for some time. As we were talking the stranger told me that he knew quite well one of the people mentioned in my message. He then gave me his personal opinion of the guy and it wasn’t very high. I had used his infamous friend as an illustration of someone who had recently experienced public humiliation.

There are a couple of takeaways from this seemly innocuous encounter.  First, some people are pretty dang nosey. The fact that this guy stood reading over my shoulder bears this out. I was blown away when he unabashedly tipped his hand by offering his personal opinion of the guy whose name he saw in the notes.  Few things surprise me; that was one that did. It was akin to eavesdropping on a conversation then offering an unsolicited opinion.

Secondly, and much more importantly, this incident points out a certain fact of life — a fact we should all bear in mind. People  are always watching us, perhaps more closely than we ever realize. What will they see?

Something to think about