A Day In The Life
I handled the second of two recent funerals today. I often
say that people rarely call the preacher when things are going well, and as a
result death is sometimes a part of what I deal with in the ministry. I never really
find it to be a difficult thing because I maintain the perspective that I am
doing what I always do, which is to present a biblical perspective to the
things that people are facing in life. Still, the two people for whom I have
done these services were friends and it's not really easy to grieve when you’re the guy in charge of the service.
My leg and my hand are getting progressively worse, albeit in very small
increments, but I’m generally healthy and active. Pain and discomfort have not
robbed me of my ability to enjoy the beauties of life, and for that I am truly
grateful. I preached today a message of hope beyond death and I trust that I
touched the hearts of others, but I do know that I spoke with confidence in my
own faith. I am absolutely certain that I have been blessed, and that the
aftereffects of my accident injuries do not compare to the joy of living life. In
the end God promises the gift of eternal life, and nothing in this world compares
to that reality. I did not die seven years ago while riding my motorcycle and
any negative issues that I face in life today can be classified as “the petty
stuff”. God loves me and I’m alive.
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