The Difference of Two Minutes

Yesterday we went to see the Oklahoma City National Memorial.
For those of you who don't know, this is the memorial for the bombing that happened in 1995.
On April 19th, 1995, a man who didn't like the government bombed a government building, and this government building happened to have a daycare in it, and he killed 19 children in his bombing. Overall, 168 people died from this.
This was the first act of terrorism that happened on american soil.
Why is there such evil in our world?
If you have something against the government, you don't go and blow up a building full of children.
You don't go and blow a building full of anyone, for that matter.
If you have a problem, you talk to who it is that you have a problem with.
At the memorial they have empty chairs. Rows upon rows of empty chairs. They have one chair for each person who died, and each chair has a name on it.
They have a wide open field, and the field is filled with chairs, big chairs, little chairs, chairs and chairs and chairs.
They are high-backed, elegant chairs, with a granite seat and iridescent legs.
Each chair has a flag next to it, and if you look in the direction in which the chairs are facing, you see the Reflection Pool, a shallow expanse of water that stretches from one tower to another.
The two towers reach for the sky, and the one on the left says 9:01, and the one right says 9:03.
This is the time before and after the bombing. TWO MINUTES. Two minutes. Just think. How many times in your life have you looked back and thought what a great two minutes you just had? Now compare that to the amount of times you've said, "Man, I wish I could get those two minutes back."
We all have so much to be grateful for. We all have so much to live for.
Now get up off the couch and stop feeling sorry for yourself.
At least you're alive.
At least you have more than two minutes to live.
Start being grateful for the little things.