Last night I watched 2 mosquitos flit and flutter around the room. Buzzing my ear, landing on the wall, then bouncing to the curtain and the blinds. All the while hoping to secure a nice piece of flesh to latch onto for dinner. Sadly, over the past few days I’ve been the buffet food for a few mosquitos. As I watched them dance around the room I began to think about how often we just flit and flutter through life, bouncing around without a care in the world, waiting for this opportunity or that opportunity.
THWAT!!! One mosquito dead!
THWAT!!!! Two Mosquitos dead!
Just like a mosquito, we never know when a life changing THWAT!!! is around the corner. How many THWATS do we have to witness to really start living each and every day like it’s our last?