Seems that I don't write very often....and it's not that I don't have anything to say. I am always running my mouth and I certainly have an opinion about a lot of different things. My issue is that I continually talk myself out of writing by telling, or should I say asking, myself questions like....So, in 2 weeks will this matter??? The answer is usually "no". But there are many things that have happened lately to people I care deeply about that I thought that perhaps if I wrote a few things down it would help to put some of it in perspective.
The first thing that comes to mind today is the death of the father of one of my childhood friends. It was quite unexpected even though he was over 80 years old. Just the week before he had mowed his daughter’s lawn for her. This particular morning he was eating breakfast and just like that, his time was up. I was talking to my friend on the phone the day afterward and she was telling me about the funeral arrangements and made mention of the fact that the funeral home was "finding a minister for them". Come to find out, nobody in the family was a member of a church. They had no minister of their own. How come I didn't know that? I knew she was not going to church currently…but I had no idea. When I talked to her about her own eternal destination she claims she is ready, she knows all the right answers….but really?