The Tyranny of the Urgent

by Jerry Bullock

It has been awhile since I have written about the "tyranny of the urgent." Recent events have made me think of this bane of modern life that affects us all. We are so busy we miss the opportunities God gives us to bless someone's life.

Raymond Berry, the great pass receiver for the old Indianapolis Colts and head coach of the New England Patriots, graduated from Paris High School with my wife, Lucille. Raymond was one of the classmates who joined together a couple of week ends ago to celebrate the 50th reunion of the class of 1950 at Paris High School in Paris, Texas. Raymond's father was also Coach Berry and along with Raymond produced Gene Stallings and several other greats of the football world. Most importantly, however Coach Berry taught his students that the most important point in life was playing the game well and thinking of others.

At past reunions I have had the pleasure of meeting both father and son and I was impressed by them both. At this most recent reunion, however, the elder Coach Berry was honored in memorial along with a number of their classmates who did not live to see the 50th year.

Raymond the younger was given the task of speaking the memorial to those past. He put it all very succinctly to those of us in the room--the gray-haired men and the women looking 20 years younger because they colored their hair. He said, "We may as well admit we are in the fourth quarter, I just hope I am not in overtime."

Less than a week later one of those present had passed on. Time is our enemy. It is also our friend when we realize that the 24 hours we have this day are all we have and how we use them will impact our future. Most of us have someone we love that we have not been to see in a long time. We can reach out and touch someone with $.05 per minute telephone calls and we can send them an e-mail or even write a letter. These are all good things but none can take the place of a hug and a smile.

I guess I am in this melancholy mode this week end because I am going to a funeral on Monday. The lady is indeed someone we have loved,. Because of the ravages of old age she has been gone from us in some ways for several years but we should have been better about going to see her. There was always something more important to do.

At the funeral we will see others that we love. Others whom we have not seen in a long time. We will enjoy the time of reunion and promise not to make it so long next time. But . . . there is so much to do and so little time for it all.

Jesus said don't worry about tomorrow. Today has trouble enough. Make time today to say I love you to someone. Tomorrow it may be too late.