How Precious is Life

Bob Hostetler

Adonai, my God, you sure have given me frequent reminders lately--like hitting me over the head with a sledgehammer--of how precious life is.

Thank you for my own life, every heartbeat,
every waking moment, every sleeping breath.

Thank you for the precious life of my bride,
for every moment we have together,
for every intimacy,
every smile,
even every frustration (I would sooner take millions of them than not have her).

Thank you for the precious life of my daughter, my Blossom,
thank you for every kiss she gives me,
every sassy remark (give me many, many more),
every moment, every moment, every moment.

Thank you for the precious life of my son, my Boomer,
for the sound of his heavy foot upstairs and down,
for every time he makes fun of me (give me many, many more),
every moment, every moment, every moment.

How precious, Lord, is my life and theirs.
How precious is every friend you've spared me thus far,
and every family member.

Please help me to remember how precious life is not only when it is taken away, but when it lingers, too, in Jesus' name, amen.