Practical Proverbial, from 1 Peter, 6 May 2020

For you have been born again, not of perishable seed, but of imperishable, through the living and enduring word of God.  1 Peter 1:23 (NIV).

My friend, Mark (who is also my pastor), is always saying that “we’re part of heaven now.”   Not just when we die, but here and now, in this temporal life, living on the Third Rock.   We’re not just guaranteed to have a place in heaven because of Jesus’ atoning sacrifice:   we’re reaping the benefits of that promise right now.   All that happens because Jesus made it so that we’re part of heaven – God’s adopted children of His Spirit – here where we live now.   We’ve been born twice, once of a physical parent and once of our Spirit-parent.   The life our parents gave us in conception and then birth will perish.   But the life God gives us through faith in His Son allows us to live forever.   Our death from this life is the entrance to the next phase of eternal life.

Yet we’re part of that eternal life right now.   It happened because He who could not be bound by death shared His resurrection with His people who are.

It’s a beautiful thing, you know.   It’s the circle of life as it really is, not just a cool song from the Lion King.   The perishable seeds of our lives give way to the imperishable life of forever.   What’s more, the body that dies on earth will one day be reunited with the spirit that never died but was freed from it for awhile.  Until then, as we live, we produce for God’s community and His Earth.   When we die, the soul is freed to be in paradise with Christ while the body decays here.   And in His good time, the two will be reunited in a life imperishable, living on an earth remade as Eden where sin and pain won’t be present.

We get to live with the knowledge of that now.   What’s better, we get to share that knowledge and especially Jesus’ love with others, helping them to know Him better as well.   He who was and is and is to come, who is God and was with God before all time, guaranteed this for us.   We’re part of heaven now.   It’s how God designed things.  He uses things in this life to refine and, to teach us how to live holy so that we might give love to others and glory to Him in doing so.  We’re part of heaven right here, right now.   Let’s live out today knowing it.

For further reading:  John 1:13, Hebrews 4:12, 1 Peter 1:24

Lord Jesus, You gave us life for here and for later.   You make us part of heaven now so that we might share You with our brothers and sisters.   Teach us the best ways to do this today, then open up opportunities to do it.

Practical Proverbial, from Philippians, 11 March 2020

Finally, brethren, whatever things are true, whatever things are noble, whatever things are just, whatever things are pure, whatever things are lovely, whatever things are of good report, if there is any virtue and if there is anything praiseworthy—meditate on these things.  Philippians 4:8 (NJKV).

I had a bad day yesterday.   It was a bad day at work, compounded by a day of bad news, made worse by the matter of being at home alone.  Woe is me?   No, not really, but even as a believer in Jesus, we have bad days.

At work, I had been chastised for work I had never done before on a moment’s notice, without preparation, and with minimal guidance.   I had made several small but correctible errors yet the subsequent upbraiding from my manager struck me hard.   By the end of the afternoon I was both angry and agitated, despairing and depressed.  It kept me up last night.

Then, yesterday, I learned that a co-worker died last week.   We weren’t close; in fact we barely knew each other.   But her death hit me as unfair, cruel.   Not more than an hour or so after learning that, another friend informed me that, just the day before, her own daughter had also died.   That really shattered my mood because, while I never met her daughter, my friend and I worked closely together for several years and I consider her dear.   Death goes beyond simple cruelty:   it is hostile to all we love.

Last, I’m alone at home.   My wife and our temporary resident daughter and grandchildren are gone for the week.   It’s spring break, so we all agreed they should go out and enjoy themselves.   I’m glad they are, but on such a tough day, I feel left alone.   Yes, I know Christ never leaves us fully alone, yet I believe even Jesus must sympathize when our feelings get the best of us.

On days like these, Paul’s words of advice for us to meditate on what is good, pure and righteous are both hollow and uplifting.   In the middle of my dark mood, they seem like sauce for the goose; a waste of time given my gloomy circumstances.   Yet that’s only the evil one attacking me.   In darkness, even a dim candle shines brightly.   In my darkened mood yesterday, Paul’s advice to remind me to focus on the better angels of Christ’s nature is actually what I need to hear most.   Word by word, little by little, the light they cast brightens over the gloomy dark. Thought by thought, they replace the dark with something much better.

And that’s the strength to start again.   It’s Jesus’ strength.

Please pray for the families of Marci Crawford and Janice Blankenship.   Pray for comfort, God’s peace, and balm in this time of grief.

For further reading: Philippians 4:9.

Lord Jesus, grant Your peace to my friends’ families today.   Shine Your light into their lives to overcome the darkness.  And in mine and ours as well.

Practical Proverbial, from Philippians, 17 February 2020

I want to know Christ—yes, to know the power of his resurrection and participation in his sufferings, becoming like him in his death, and so, somehow, attaining to the resurrection from the dead.  Philippians 3:10-11 (EHV).

Somehow.   That’s a booming, small word with powerful implications just hidden in the middle of verse 11.  Somehow, this will all make sense to us.   Somehow, we’ll muddle through today and tomorrow (if it comes) will be another day closer to the end.   Somehow we’ll get by even when things look dark.

Now consider ‘somehow’ the way Paul did.  Paul wanted to somehow attain resurrection.   Paul understood that, somehow, Jesus had won resurrection for him and you and I and everyone else.  Paul wanted to live like Christ, think like Christ, love like Christ, knowing that, somehow, Christ would live more through him.  Paul wanted to live forever with Christ, understanding that, somehow, a minute of that eternity with Him would be superior to a lifetime of the best things here.   It was a supernatural thing that, somehow, happened and, somehow, Paul believed it.

Put your faith in somehow.

Through Jesus’ somehow, Paul reminds us (in 2 Corinthians 1) that, just as the sufferings of Christ flow into our lives through Him, so do does all our comfort.  Even when we don’t understand it, it happens. When we’re hurting, Jesus hurts with us because He knows what it feels like.   When we grieve, Jesus grieves with us because He understands death.   When we are anxious and worried, Jesus understands because He’s had those feelings, too.  In our worst days of struggle, Jesus is beside is, living and touching and breathing through us: His hands and feet and eyes and ears.

When we accepted the faith that He first inspired into us, we accepted what came of His suffering at Calvary.   We feel the nails pierce us; we feel the intense pain, the struggle for every breath, the public humiliation.   We look down and our friends and family who are weeping for us as well as the soldiers and Pharisees and commoners who mock us.   We know that death is only a few short hours away but those hours will be full of suffering and agony and despair.   Especially when we know it’s only Jesus who can atone for the trillions of mankind’s sins.

Yet when we accepted that same resurrection faith, we live beyond death on Friday to rise triumphant on Sunday.   We inherit His forgiveness, His peace, His redemption, His relief.   We become His pierced hands and feet to carry His message to a weeping world that still needs it more than ever.   We live our lives here as best we can in preparation for eternity that matters most.   And we know that, somehow, Jesus made all that happen and is making our best that’s yet to come.


For further reading:   John 11:24, Romans 6:3-5, 2 Corinthians 1:5, Revelation 20:5-6, Philippians 3:12.

Lord Jesus, thank You for somehow saving us!

Practical Proverbial, from 2 Timothy, 17 June 2019

Do your best to come to me quickly.  2 Timothy 4:9 (NIV).

For those who say that Paul made up the things in his letters, there’s this little nugget of reality.   When you’re in trouble, you call for help.   When things are rough, you reach out a helping hand.   You do it; I do it; we all reach out for help when things become desperate.  They were desperate for Paul when he wrote 2 Timothy.

When you read the entire letter, you pick up on Paul’s attitude of completion, of his resignation to his coming execution.   He’s thankful to have led this ministry that Jesus Himself personally began.   And he understands that the world will kill his body but he as Paul and a follower of Jesus Christ will live on.   Yet you can’t miss the undertones of sadness that Paul transmits.   He’s thankful to be ministering on, soldiering on until the near-term end, yet he seems sad.

He seems sad because his ministry – his life’s work – is approaching its end and there is more Paul wanted to do.  Another missionary journey was desired but would not happen.   Reaching out to believers in Spain, in Gaul and Germania, and deeper into Asia would not be things that Paul would do.  Despite all he had personally done to reach out to non-believers and questioning Jews, Paul probably wanted to do more.   He had personally experienced Jesus Christ and desperately wanted other people to know about Him.   Yet Paul’s work was done and his mission was winding down.   The Romans would kill him and Jesus would call him home.  Paul doesn’t seem afraid to die, just sad that it is going to happen.

Again, realism.   If you or I had lived the life Paul lived, perhaps we would feel the same.   What’s the most logical response?   Paul says, “Help me.   I need help now because time is running out.   Do your best to come to me quickly…because if you take to long, I’ll be gone.   We won’t be able to talk about things that we need to talk about.   There are things the Lord wants to do through this, and I need you to help me while we can.”

Consider how a lie would have been simpler:   “I’m doing ok.   Everything is fine.   No, they aren’t going to kill me.   Everything is peaches and cream.”   Those who knew Paul wouldn’t have accepted that because they knew him, understood him, had grown in the faith with him.   That simpler lie might have fooled a few but, like all lies, would have been hollow and meaningless.  If Paul had simply made these things up, why would he feel sad about them?   Indeed, if his works are all lies, why would he feel anything about them?

Because Paul shared these things in so few words, his genuine feeling comes down through the years.

For further reading:  Acts 17:1, 2 Corinthians 2:13, Colossians 4:14, Philemon 24, 2 Timothy 4:10

Thank You for Paul’s mission work, Lord.

Practical Proverbial, from 2 Timothy, 17 April 2019

Remember Jesus Christ, raised from the dead, descended from David.  This is my gospel, for which I am suffering even to the point of being chained like a criminal. But God’s word is not chained.   2 Timothy 2:8-9 (NIV).

Another word about Notre Dame.   Reflect on what happened, on the Parisians who sang Ave Maria as the church burned.   Reflect on the heroism of the firemen struggling to save the magnificent church.   And then, most of all, reflect on what Jesus has now started doing through the financiers, and politicians, and the unknown people who will use kindness and talent and heart to rebuild it for the glory of God.

God’s word is not chained.  Nothing on this planet can chain it, bind it, contain it.   God’s word is the power of life and eternity.

God’s word is best spoken from the cross.   God’s love is found in His only Son, Jesus, dying there so that we may live.   God’s loving Word is found at the empty tomb, on Easter Sunday, when it crushed death and gave the world real hope.   God’s Word lives in you and me and the singing Parisians as His Spirit that came at Pentecost and now lives with us so many centuries later.

God’s word isn’t chained up by a beautiful church building that can be burned.   God’s word is written on your heart, fused into your DNA, living in your bloodstream and in the thoughts that course through your mind.   When you reach the end of this life, God’s word is the only thing you’ll have left.   What will you think of it then?   Will you have used your time to get to know Him, to confess your need for Him, and to have accepted His gift of salvation?

A friend of mine died on Monday.   What I knew of Kim (Page) Granger was that, in her last years, when the world had literally taken everything from her, she held on to faith.   That wasn’t easy, given that she came from a background of abusive relationships and a family history of dysfunctional religion.    Yet in the end, she still believed in Jesus, meaning that her end here this week was the start of a forever with Him.  Kim and I had been co-workers over the years, and she supported me through my own tests of faith.  I’ll miss my friend, but am happy that her pain here is over – she had brain cancer – and that she met Jesus in person.  God’s word didn’t keep her chained to pain here forever.   God’s word broke her chains because His word itself can never be bound in chains.  It’s true in Paris.   It’s true with my friend.   It’s true with you today.

For further reading: Acts 2:24, Matthew 1:1, Romans 2:16, Acts 9:16, Hebrews 4:12, 2 Timothy 2:10.

Lord Jesus, nothing can contain You, or Your Word.   Forgive me when I fail You.   Teach me Your better ways.

Practical Proverbial, from 2 Timothy, 1 April 2019

Guard the good deposit that was entrusted to you—guard it with the help of the Holy Spirit who lives in us.   2 Timothy 1:14 (NIV).

I have taken to walking around a nearby pond.   Whenever I’m home, I walk laps around the pond until I reach my steps-goal for the day, usually a minimum of 10000.  When she is available, my wife also walks with me.   It’s a pretty little area; an open space in the middle of a north Texas housing development.   The pond is probably 6 acres wide, with paved walkways all around, benches, trees, and pretty houses lining the sides.   It’s a mostly level walk, and I usually walk it listening to the radio, or old sermons, or sometimes just in silence.

That place is nature, full of life and death.   And it’s a blessing I want to guard.

That realization came on me there while I was watching some newborn ducklings the other day.   There were 8 of them, toddling around beside a wary mama duck.   She shooed them here and there, keeping them nearby and teaching them how to swim, walk, avoid hazards, and be cautious.  Above all, she was teaching them to be cautious because there are also predators around.   There are hawks that swoop out of the sky, aiming for a quick meal.

Life comes from death.   Hawks eat ducklings and small birds.   Ducks eat small fish, bugs, grass, and most things you find in the water.  Fish eat other fish and unsuspecting bugs that land on the water.  Bugs live in the grass and eat things on the ground.  Other birds eat the grass, and bugs, and worms.  You get the picture.   Something dies so that something can live, even if the thing that dies is as innocuous as a living piece of grass.  When you watch a duck dive into the water, it’s doing so to feed, to kill something and eat it for survival.

And it’s full of life, full of the Spirit.   That Spirit that gives the protecting duck mother her instinct to be wary gives you and I the instinct to be bold.   Sure, we can and should be wary of some things but, until we trust in Jesus and let His Spirit live through us, we can only be wary and never be bold.   The message of salvation is that good teaching Paul implored Timothy to keep and share.   Paul calls us to do the same, and he calls us to do it in a world where life and death every day are the norms even in the smallest, most peaceful places.

That’s a blessing to guard.   Not to guard it so as to keep it confined, but to guard the purity of it, to not amend or change it but, instead, to share it and help it grow in the harsh world of nature.

For further reading:   Romans 8:9, 2 Timothy 15.

Holy Spirit of Jesus, teach me to guard Your message by sharing it.


Practical Proverbial, from 2 Thessalonians, 9 August 2018

He called you to this through our gospel, that you might share in the glory of our Lord Jesus Christ2 Thessalonians 2:14 (NIV).

My daughter got married over the weekend.  The dress, the cake, the dancing, the reception, the walk down the aisle:   it was time for the whole shootin match.   If I do say so, it was a great party where everyone (over 150 people) had a wonderful time.   Check out the Youtube of just before the bride walked:

But big fancy weddings aren’t why we’re here.

And over the weekend, too, we also had a party for my wife, who has a milestone birthday this month.  At the VRBO we rented, a large group of family and friends gathered to celebrate her birthday, our fellowship, and just enjoying life (and Texas barbecue) together.   Again, if I do say so, it was another great time, a great birthday bash!

But that’s not why we are here.

Big parties, our jobs, our churches, shopping at the mall (or at the grocery store), working hard in school, the next big vacation:   none of those are why you and I are here.   We are called to enjoy life and to be good stewards of all the things that God gives us to do.   We are motivated, even inspired, to do our best in all things, and that is a good thing, even a Godly thing.

But NONE of those are what we are called to in this life.   In all of them, we can indeed give glory to God, and we can even share in His glory through doing them.   But make no mistake about it:   we aren’t called to DO things here just for the sake of doing them.   We aren’t called to simply live, even if living means a rich, full, eventful, or moral life.

We are called to serve in God’s kingdom through faith in Jesus.    We are called to believe in Jesus in everything we do.   We are called to share this belief, this faith in His saving death and resurrection, by living it out.   We are called through the gospel, given to men like Paul, Matthew, Peter, John and others, to share Jesus with what we say and do so that others who don’t know – or reject – Him might come to know Him too (and then repeat the cycle with even more others).  In doing these things, we share in the glory of our Lord Jesus Christ because that’s how we do the work of the God who sent Him.

I loved the wedding; I loved the party.   I love time with family, friends, and even strangers.   But without Jesus, they’re just meaningless events.   There’s no morality without Jesus, nothing good.  Involving Him transforms life into something more, something meaningful, something we are called to live.

For further reading:  Romans 8:28, 1 Thessalonians 1:5, 2 Thessalonians 2:15.

Lord Jesus, thank You for faith, for letting me share You in all these ways.

Practical Proverbial, from 1 Thessalonians, 23 April 2018

Brothers and sisters, we do not want you to be uninformed about those who sleep in death, so that you do not grieve like the rest of mankind, who have no hope1 Thessalonians 4:13 (NIV).

In this verse, Paul switches subjects.   He moves from living to living again.

You’ll recall that Barbara Bush died last week.   Her son, President Bush, said that his mother didn’t fear death because she had faith in God, faith in the afterlife.   Here in Texas, this has been a big story.   In fact, I can’t remember the press ever making such a big deal about the death of a First Lady, even though Mrs. Bush was indeed extraordinary and famous. says that approximately 151, 600 in the world people die every day.   Not to make light of their deaths or Mrs. Bush’s, but that means that 909,600 people have died just since Barbara Bush joined their ranks.

I wonder how many of them died with the surety she had about her ultimate destination.   The fact is, Mrs. Bush lived in her faith so dying was simply the next part of living.   She knew Jesus, so there was no fear of death.   I wonder how many of her fellow dead could have said the same thing.

My Pastor will occasionally remind our congregation that we aren’t just part of eternity when we die:   we’re part of it now.   Our forever is sealed to be with Jesus by His grace, through His death, in His wisdom, in our world today.   We are guaranteed to live with Him forever whether we die now or a century from now.   More importantly, what time we have left in this life is guaranteed to be led in His grace, to be inspired by His love, by His forgiveness.   The shame, the guilt, the hatred, the ignorance that plagued us before accepting Him is gone.  It’s as if it never existed forever, and it will never be held against us again, forever.   We are citizens of heaven already because Jesus is our savior, God and brother.

Mrs. Bush understood this.   I’m hopeful that many who died in this last week also did, though statistically speaking that’s unlikely.  Paul reminds us that those who precede us in death are with the Lord, awaiting the final day of time, when all who have died will be resurrected.   Those who died here believing in the Lord awaiting a destiny much brighter than those who rejected Him.  This, the purpose of this life is to give glory to Jesus in how we live it, to use our time here to connect others to Him.   To prepare, and to love and forgive as Jesus does.   It isn’t codes of morality or getting the brass ring.   909600 people, including Mrs. Bush, learned that final truth last week.

For further reading:   Romans 11:25, Matthew 9:24, Ephesians 2:12, 1 Thessalonians 4:14.

Lord, I praise You for the life you give.   Help me to live it for You.

Practical Proverbial, from Hebrews, 17 February 2017

Such a high priest truly meets our need—one who is holy, blameless, pure, set apart from sinners, exalted above the heavens.  Hebrews 7, verse 26.

You NEED a holy high priest to intercede for you whether you know it or not, whether you like it or not.   You need it just like you need air, water, food and shelter.   Here endeth the sermon.

Now for the example.  A friend of mine has recently lost both of her parents.   I completely empathize with her because both of my parents are gone as well.   Her mom got sick and quickly died late last year.   Not long after, I talked with her and she said that she didn’t think her dad, who was also in failing health, would last long.   Her parents’ marriage had been close, Godly, and long, and my friend simply didn’t see how her dad would want to live long without his wife.   Turns out she was right as her dad died just this week.   Did he will himself to die or did the maladies of old age simply overtake him?   Perhaps it was a little bit of both.   The culprit in his passing really doesn’t matter, though, because the man and woman are both home with the Lord now, off on a new adventure that will last all eternity.   They’ll get to spend it with each other, with Jesus, and with millions of others who believed and were saved.

Here’s the kicker:   my friend doesn’t believe any of this.   She’s not an atheist:   she’s an unbeliever, one who doesn’t know but is apprehensive of taking the step that says “I believe.”  She and I have talked many times about this very thing, and several times I’ve held out hope – as I do especially now – that she would be brought to faith.   I see God’s Holy Spirit at work in her life, calling out to her to give up her pride and just embrace Him, yet she doesn’t.   If good can come out of grieving (and it usually does), then I hope and pray this good comes out of hers.   Heaven would be a much better place with my friend in it.

My friend doesn’t realize that she needs Jesus.   She needs Him as a holy high priest, one who is blameless, pure, set apart from we sinners, and exalted from the heaven where her parents now thrive.  A “need” is a necessity arising from circumstances.   My friend (and me, and you, and everyone here on the Third Rock) needs Jesus to be her personal high priest because the circumstances of her life include rebelling against His holy command to be perfect.   She hasn’t loved fully.   She’s done things that are wrong.   She’s willfully and sometimes gleefully dived deep into dark sins to which none of us should aspire.   Those things weigh her down, making temporal existence seem overpoweringly dreadful when it need not be so.  When we don’t realize our physical and spiritual need for Jesus, our lives are empty.   Life without Jesus is merely existence.

News flash, friend reader:   I could have just described you.   I DID just describe me, as well as my mourning friend.   Every single one of us sets ourselves apart from Jesus every time we sin against Him.   And every thought or deed that is not of Him is sin.   How can we abide by His command to be perfect?   It’s not that tough.   It starts by submitting to Him, believing in Him, giving ourselves over to Him, damn the world and the cost.   Yes, in giving ourselves over to Jesus, we damn, we condemn, our actions to be taken away from us.   We’re taken out of this world and begin to set foot, here and now, in a new world, a new existence where those things we condemn are separated away from us.   They’re taken away from us because Jesus Himself took them away.   I’ve described you, friend sinner, and I’ve described me, a sinner like you.

Like my friend.   Please keep her and her family in your prayers.   Pray that she would come to faith in the Savior who aches now to ease her pain, take away her burdens, and prepare her, too, to one day join her parents with Him in that new world of which they’re now forever citizens.

Lord Jesus, be with my friend and her family as they grieve.   Reach out, use me to reach out, to help her by being a friend and Your ambassador.  Touch her life and I pray she and all like her would come to You in faith.

Practical Proverbial, from Hebrews, 24 October 2016

Therefore, holy brothers and sisters, who share in the heavenly calling, fix your thoughts on Jesus, whom we acknowledge as our apostle and high priest.  Hebrews 3, verse 1.

My mom died two years ago today.   Two years ago this morning, my mom, Grace Terry, exited the temporal plane of this life and entered the eternal plane of heaven.   For her and my dad, who preceded her by 17 years, time no longer has meaning.  Days, years, aging, disease, seasons, changes:  these mileposts by which we measure our lives here don’t mean anything anymore to either of them.   Or to the millions of believers there with them.   Today is every moment for those in heaven because every moment is spent with Jesus.   I know it has been two years since Mom died but I’m thinking she doesn’t.   For her, it’s “Amazing Grace” (and not just because that’s her name).   You know the line:   “when we’ve been there ten thousand years…we’ve no less days to sing God’s praise than when we’d first begun.”

My parents were both believers and college graduates.  I learned from them the intellectual exercise of how I walk my faith walk.   I learned how skepticism, questioning, and even academic rigor can be tools with which you can learn around the edges about the richness of our Lord and Savior.   As long as you don’t make those tools your idols, they can be helpful, even Godly, gifts.   In concluding his first letter to the church in Thessalonica, the Apostle Paul said “Do not treat prophecies with contempt but test them all; hold on to what is good.”  He was giving instructions to the church on how to deal with the physical and spiritual persecution they were undergoing.   As you’ve read, part of those instructions was to use Godly skepticism in questioning matters of faith.   God would never lead them wrong so they (and we) should use healthy questioning to determine God’s will in tough choices.

Yet, a better, deeper way to learn about Jesus is to move beyond that, to fix that intellect on Him.  The author of Hebrews says that if the Hebrew believers (and us, and the Thesssalonians) would fix our thoughts on Jesus then it would be much easier to employ that healthy questioning when the times come for us to do so.  When we don’t know what path to take, ask Jesus.   When we are troubled by things happening our lives, think about Jesus.   When we make mistakes, turn to Jesus.  Celebrations, happiness, and good times?   Focus on Jesus and thank Him, involve Him.  And when temptation, or falling, or hurt come into our lives as they regularly do, then focusing on Jesus makes it much, much easier to then ask “Lord, what should I do now?”   “Is this a good choice?”   “What do You want me to do?”

God will answer in His own way in His own time, but answer He will.   I’m betting it’ll be much sooner than later and usually in an overflow of some blessing.

Like my mom dying two years ago today.   I have a confession to make:  I haven’t cried over her.   Really haven’t.   I loved my mom, and I’m ashamed to say I spent a good part of the last year of her life busy and angry over choices she made that impacted me.   When she was gone, I was still in the thick of having to deal with her estate that I simply put all my feelings in a box and stored them away.   I’d deal with them later.  Two years on, I still haven’t, and I know some day that box will be opened and there they’ll be, fresh for dealing.  Her death snuck up on me.   She went into the hospital healthy – but quietly dying – on a Wednesday night and was gone on Friday morning.  That’s less than 36 hours, and I think, now, that it was actually a blessing.   God gave us a gift in that, for a brief hour or two, she regained consciousness and grasped what was happening, and instantly made peace with it.   All of us in the family got a chance to talk with her and say goodbye.   But it happened much sooner than I ever thought it would.   If I had known she would die so quickly, perhaps I might have let go of that anger and spent time more wisely.

Yet now I see we did use that time well.   In the last years and months we all had here, we had good visits, and we talked for hours, and we forgave and shared faith.   It wasn’t all rosy but it was all good because, through it all, in our own ways, we fixed our minds on Jesus and understood that He would somehow make everything alright.   And He did.

For more reading:   1 Thessalonians 5:20-21, Hebrews 2:11, Romans 8:28, 1 Timothy 6:12, 2 Corinthians 9:13.

Lord, thank You for this day, for the passage of death, the forgiveness You give, and for calling Your followers home.