It’s Sunday for God’s sake!!!!! It means that this is the day he rested so why the hell can’t everyone else.
- At a store and there is only one person serving. I’m waiting in line, not bothering anyone when the man behind me says “I’d complain about the service but there isn’t any” to which I replied “It’s Sunday, when we relax”. He muttered something and I said “you’re obviously due somewhere”. “Yes I’m going to spend the day with my grandson. That’s if I can get out of here”. It’s Sunday right ? If he knew he was going to spend the day with his grandson, why the hell didn’t he go to the shop on Saturday? TOO BUSY?? Had something more important than his grandson to do.
- So I came home and cleaned up my wardrobe – taking my time and just relaxing. I then decided it was a beautiful day for a walk so here I go for an hour and a half – no computers, no phones, just me and nature. So I go for a walk to the local golf course, where men go out and hit a little white ball with a long stick and what do I see? A guy, probably mid 20’s on the putting green, club in one hand hitting that silly little white ball and the other held to his ear along with his mobile phone. OMGosh – its Sunday!! He can’t leave it at home for a couple of hours and enjoy the game?
- This reminds me too of a couple of months ago when I was coming home and there on the side of the ride was a father and son with their bikes. The little boy chomping at the bit, jumping from ones side of his bike to the other because his father is standing right beside him on his mobile phone. for God’s sake, it’s a day to spend time with your son. Whether he was married with his family, a single father or a divorced father he should have left the bloody phone at home.
There is a time and a place for everything and people are forgetting to “stop, slow down and smell the roses” – it’s a shame because one day something will happen and you can’t use a time machine!!!
I always remember the Tim McGraw song “LIVE LIKE YOU WERE DYING”
I just hope he didn’t take his phone!
He said “I was in my early forties
With a lot of life before me
And a moment came that stopped me on a dime
I spent most of the next days
Looking at the x-rays
Talkin’ ’bout the options
And talkin’ ’bout sweet time”
I asked him
“When it sank in
That this might really be the real end
How’s it hit you
When you get that kind of news?
Man, what’d you do?”
“I went skydiving
I went Rocky Mountain climbing
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named Fu Man Chu
And I loved deeper
And I spoke sweeter
And I gave forgiveness I’d been denying”
And he said
“Someday I hope you get the chance
To live like you were dying”
“I was finally the husband
That most of the time I wasn’t
And I became a friend a friend would like to have
And all of a sudden going fishin’
Wasn’t such an imposition
And I went three times that year I lost my dad
I finally read the Good Book, and I
Took a good, long, hard look
At what I’d do if I could do it all again