The song Lightening Crashes came on the radio one morning I
was driving to work this week.
A line in the song hit me, “An old mother dies, her
intentions fall to the floor.”
When life is over our intentions won’t matter. I understand
they don’t matter much while we are alive, but the lyrics were powerful enough
to cause me to think of this all week.
What we actually do means something. What we intend means little. Today and in our legacy.
