“For the eyes of the Lord run to and fro throughout the whole earth,
to show Himself strong
on behalf of those whose heart is loyal to Him.”
~2 Chronicles 16:9a~
Dukes
cornbread, calamari, and caviar
Last night I had some Killer cornbread, some calamari and of all things some caviar. It was excellent. We (BAM) ate with (BAM)
Mike and Ginger, and (BAM) Clay and Carol and had (BAM) a great time. It was a great time of food and fellowship.
Things are about the same. Mom had a good day today. She had a black iced tea and some soup from Mccalister’s. We did some PT. She is still having some cognitive issues. Pray for her: pray for her mind to not get off track, to stay focused, to not have off moments, pray for her movement that she will rehab well and walk again, pray she wont get an infection and can get her skull cap replaced soon. Pray she will recover fully.
Pray for dad that he will have wisdom as he prepares to do whatever is needed to take care of mom. Pray for his pain level and his rehab that he may improve and heal well. Pray he will continue to get used to what ever the new normal is. Pray for all of us in that.
Thanks again to all of you. Thanks for all you have done for the prayers, the support in every way. Thanks again to Mike and Ginger for treating dad and me. We enjoyed the fellowship. Dad will probably post tomorrow. Have a great sunday.
Daddy
IT LOOKED AS if the rain would never stop…
The clouds were laden and heavy. The thunder rumbled across the sky, and there was even an occasional flash of lightning. The day was gloomy enough, but the funeral that I was about to preach made it even more depressing.
I was the new preacher in town and this was my first week at work. The young man lying in the casket was in his early thirties. An automobile accident had cut his life short. Standing beside me were his wife and five-year-old daughter. The parents and other loved ones stood nearby.
As we stood there I felt a small hand slip into mine and tug downward. Kneeling down, I looked into the tear-stained blue eyes of a beautiful blonde-haired little girl. The pathetic look on her face was enough to make the angels weep. She whispered, “May I ask you a question?” I assured her that it would be okay. As he eyes looked pleadingly into mine and through uncontrollable sobs, she asked, “Did Daddy go to heaven?”
Tearfully I explained to her that we are not the judge in such matters, but only God will be our judge. Then I inquired as to why she had asked such a question. She replied, “Daddy never went to church with us; he was never baptized and I’m worred that he didn’t go to heaven.” I believe she knew the answer.
Death is ugly. Such a wound in this little girl is so deep that no amount of time will ever entirely heal the hurt within her. Almost every time a mother or father dies and leaves children behind, the question is asked, “Did Mommy/Daddy go to heaven?” Even though we cannot be the judge, we do know that Jesus said, “He who believes and is baptized will be saved” ( Mark 16:16), and “…Be faithful unto death and will give you the crown of life” ( Revelation 2:10). These words are just as true now as they were when given some 2,000 years ago.
Fathers and mothers, if you were to die suddenly, would there be any question in your children’s minds as to the place of your eternal abode? Will they be asking, “Did Mommy/Daddy go to heaven?” Don’t leave this life with your children knowing that you lived in rebellion to God. Teach them that the Christian life is the greatest life in the world. If we are true Christians, not only will our children have confidence in where we spend eternity, but they will want to follow. (via Randal Jones)
“When I call to remembrance the genuine faith that is in you,
which dwelt first in your grandmother Lois and your mother Eunice,
and I am persuaded is in you also.”
~ 2 Timothy 1:5~
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