worth it
This past weekend I had the privilege of being present for a memorial service honoring a fine lady who passed away recently. She lived into her 90's and I have had the joy of knowing her these past 15. Hers wasn't a traumatic death, it wasn't unexpected, and if anyone knew what promise lay before her in the afterlife, she certainly did. Let's just say that I wasn't attending her service expecting to experience anything particularly profound... And yet I did. For many years my wife and I shared this community of faith where she brought people together for one last occasion. As I sat there, watching pictures of her life float by, high above the service, and heard stories of her life, being close to so many who shared life and faith with her, I felt a voice. Not the big booming, James Earl Jones voice of God ... Rather the still small voice of the Spirit ... I think. I'd love to say after so long in the pastoral arts that I can recognize it, but I'm stil