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The Real Cost of Opportunity
It’s higher than you ever imagined
A few weeks ago I decided I’d start texting my friend Brent.
I met Brent at church when the pastor announced he had been diagnosed with colon cancer. My son and I walked up to introduce ourselves and tell him we’d be praying for him.
That was six years ago.
I got Brent’s number from his wife and sent him a text a few days later.
“Brent, it’s Frank. How are you doing?”
“Hi, Frank. I’m hanging in there. How are you?”
I told him I was tired.
Tonight I hugged his wife and kids at the funeral home.
I told his widow, “I wish I had talked with him more.”
She assured me, “We can talk about him.”
The Window of Opportunity isn’t always open
I won’t be able to talk to Brent anymore this side of Heaven.
It’s not that I didn’t have the opportunity. I just didn’t take it.
Now it’s gone forever.
We open windows at home when the temperatures are pleasant. We close them the rest of the time.
The market opens…
