Recently, I (Ben) drove Abigail and Josiah down to our grandparent's farm so they, along with Isaac and Jon could take care of the farm while our grandparents were in CA. I had to get home right away and couldn't stay long, but before I left Abigail and I went on a walk around our grandfather's farm. Near the back of the farm is a old cemetery from the 1800's which we stopped at for a little while.
This gravestone caught my attention because the young woman, Ann Lawton, was only slightly younger then I am right now when she died. It makes you stop and think, doesn't it? Life is fleeting and uncertain. Are we making every day count for our Lord Jesus Christ?