A professor was invited to speak at a military base and was met by an unforgettable solider named Ralph. As they headed toward the baggage-claim area. Ralph kept disappearing: once to help an older woman with her suitcase; once to lift two toddlers so that they could see Santa Claus; and again to give someone directions. Each time he came back.
"Where did you learn to live like that?" the professor asked.
"During the war," said Ralph. Then he told the professor about Vietnam. His job was to clear minefields, and he saw friends meet untimely ends, one after another before his eyes.
"I learned to live between steps," he said. "I never knew whether the next one would be my last, so I had to get everything I could out of that moment between picking up my foot and putting it down again. Every step felt like a whole world." -Barbara Brown Taylor
Make this day count.
"Where did you learn to live like that?" the professor asked.
"During the war," said Ralph. Then he told the professor about Vietnam. His job was to clear minefields, and he saw friends meet untimely ends, one after another before his eyes.
"I learned to live between steps," he said. "I never knew whether the next one would be my last, so I had to get everything I could out of that moment between picking up my foot and putting it down again. Every step felt like a whole world." -Barbara Brown Taylor
Make this day count.
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