Rest in peace Darrell Lynch

This afternoon I received a big surprise that made me think about the reasons reunions and staying in touch with friends and family are so special. Life is indeed precious.

My regular barber named Darrell Lynch was killed in a car accident on Memorial Day.

Darrell was born and raised in Greensboro, NC and he and his wife have one daughter.

I never met his wife nor child but he and I would talk about our families everytime I went to get a haircut.

He was a devout Christian and was just telling his friends and coworkers about "wanting to take his praise to the next level whatever that might be".

I believe that he achieved it through the grace of God.

He was making a left turn late at night and was not wearing a seat belt due a relative dying while wearing a seat belt. I cannot quite comprehend his logic behind not wearing a seat belt for himself.

Regardless, we have to make sure that we are not setting our families and children especially up to fail by not planning for our sudden demise if it should ever come that way.

This is the reason they are called accidents: no one plans for them to happen.

But as we seek to put food on the table and prepare our descendants for their futures, we can put them really ahead of the game by planning and covering ourselves if we were to suddenly leave them as well as through seeing them grow into mature, responsible adults.

Darrell was covered both spiritually and financially. His daughter requires special care and although no one could ever have fully predicted that he (or any of us) would leave this earth in the manner that he did, those left behind do not have to suffer twice for our good intentions that were never put into action.

I will definitely take Darrell's testimony and legacy into my new career as a financial advisor and my ministry.

Darrell is definitely an inspiration and encouragement even in death.

Peace,

Roney
http://www.roneysmith.com

Are You Distracted?

I have noticed through observation that a lot of people are very distracted from the centers of gravity for whatever endeavor supposedly matters most to them.

You have everybody and their mama moonlighting in other people's business and nobody is fully able to know what is going on within their own houses:(

Why and how is it possible for someone to be living next to a serial killer or adults abusing their children without raising anyone's eyebrows?

Recently I called 911 to complain about neighbors having an excessive good time on a weekend night. The noise did not bother me until it went to 1:30 a.m.

The biggest thing about all of this was that the parents had their young children up at that hour as well as if they were vacationing at Disney World.

Another family was loud the same night and curtailed their activity at 11 p.m. while the other family had a kiddie pool and loud music.

I had to get involved because if you allow one to do it unchecked, then everybody else feels welcomed to do it on their own schedule.

The same family had the father telling his son not to blow a loud whistle as if the splashing and other stuff was not enough.

I called 911 around 1:30 a.m. and realized afterwards that everything might die down when the police finally arrive.

I heard a distinctive sound of 5-0 wheels whipping by at 2 a.m. and lo and behold, the family was back at it after taking a refreshment break or something.

Somehow through all of this, I realize that I lost my focus on the sleep and rest I was trying to get.

But isn't that a good reason to have loud neighbors?

Stay focused and keep smiling for more!

Peace,

Roney