Wasted life...

Last night, one of my sister's friends and his mom where having an argument about whether he could go to a party, so the mom took his keys.  Later that night, he snuck out and took his dirt bike to the party.  Around one am driving down a dirt road he hit a bump in the road and I guess either lost control or was bounced off and killed.  His body was found this morning.  

Now, I didn't know this guy, but stories like this make me so sad.  I remember being a teenager, and never thinking about what the consequences to my actions might be, and could you imagine how the mom must be feeling...I am sure the first thought she had was that she should have just let him go...that would have been mine anyway....I feel aweful for her...sitting here right now with my sweet 5 yr old little boy noticing my goosebumps and offering to go and get me covers "if I want".   

I don't even know why I am writing this...I feel like I just need to get it out.  I just want to cry, and I didn't even know him.  I want to sob for him, and his family and friends, for my sister....but I know that God has a plan.  I know that He will never waste a hurt.  And I know that time is precious. 

 I have been reading the book One Thousand Gifts (which I HIGHLY recommend btw), and read this passage this morning.  At the time I thought it was quite profound because with Ian starting kindergarten tomorrow, I have really been thinking about how quickly time passes, but it takes on an even more important meaning now...

"Time is a relentless river.  It rages on, a respecter of no one.  And this, this is the only way to slow time:  When I fully enter times swift current, enter into the current moment with the weight of all my attention, I slow the torrent with the weight of me all here."  ~Ann Voskamp, 1000 Gifts