By now, we've all heard the news about the death of Kobe Bryant and the eight other passengers on his private helicopter. It is incredibly sad for everyone, whether you knew him personally or not.

For me, it has NOTHING to do with him being a basketball legend. Legends can (and are replaced) by another legend, think Lebron James. For me, it's about the impact that'll have on his family. Their husband/dad along with their daughter/sister is gone.

We weep and mourn for them and the other seven passengers on the helicopter. We may not know a lot about them but their family does. What about the American firefighters that went to Australia to fight the wildfires and didn't make it back?

What about the soldiers that have gone overseas and didn't come back. We may not know them but they made a difference in ways that I'll never know. They lived great lives and they have a story to tell.

This morning before I left for work, I paused outside of my daughter's bedroom door and listened to them sleep and prayed for them. I thanked God for them, the differences that they are making in people's lives (including mine) and that they will continue to glorify God in everything they do.

Here's the thing: Will I do it tomorrow? How about next week? Probably not but I should. To paraphrase something I read. "Love your life and tell people you love them. Live your life to make the best story you can.

We've been hearing stories about Kobe for the past few days including this one from Traci and we'll hear even more about him at his funeral.

What story will you tell and what story will be told about you?