Opinion

I got a call the other day that just filled my heart with joy. What gives me happiness definitely wasn’t the same things that gave me happiness when I was younger. I got a call from a Christian brother letting me know our church, Southside Baptist Church, would begin hosting men’s breakfast for the community again.

The recent passing of my mother’s last two sisters within a few weeks of each other made me sad beyond measure. Sometimes we take time for granted, believing that we will always have time to connect with our loved ones. It is difficult to count the number of times my inner spirit directed me to make that call or plan that visit. Instead of obeying, I hid behind the inability to escape from work. I wish I would have simply paused to hear one last story or take a final glimpse of their whimsical facial expressions. Now it is too late.

A few weeks ago, I wrote about going hiking at a local park in Tulsa. Since then, I have continued to go back every week but I have decided to make exercise and working out a daily activity in general.