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Where Are They Now

20 Feb

From My Heart

Louise Gibson

author of Window Wonders

A young man walking through a cemetery came across this epitaph written on a tombstone:

“Pause, stranger, when you pass me by-
As you are now, so once was I.
As I am now, so you will be-
Prepare yourself to follow me.”

His reply: “To follow you, I’m not content-
Until I know which way you went!”

If you want to follow someone,
follow Christ, my friend.
He will lead you into paths of righteousness,
and His mercy has no end.

What we think about heaven
determines how we live today.
We can easily be led away from God’s purposes-
if we do not steadfastly pursue His way.

When things go wrong, as they often do-
How do you respond-
Do you pray it through?

It may depend on your expectancy,
Did you implore the Lord
your need to see?

Patience, dear friend,
the Lord knows our needs before we even ask Him.
He will supply those needs no matter how stark or grim.”

For the grace of God that brings salvation has appeared to all men, teaching us that denying ungodliness and worldly lusts, we should live soberly,
righteously, and godly in the present age, looking for
the blessed hope and glorious appearing of our great God and Savior Jesus Christ.”
Titus 2:11-13

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A Grave Lesson

8 Apr

 

I was at the cemetery a few days ago.It’s a family friendly cemetery and I enjoy my time there sharing a story or sweet memory with whoever accompanies me. In the headstone section shepherd hooks sport colorful baskets of flowers and benches are scattered liberally amongst the markers.

After refreshing the flowers on my parent’s grave I took a moment to see how everyone was doing. My eyes scanned the rows of flat markers and I was pleased to see that most had flowers and many had  tinkling wind chimes or pinwheels. Diagonally across from my parents lies Dave. Instead of a flat marker he has raised granite one. I knew Dave and he had been a bit of a jerk during his time on earth but his grandson loved him very much. For years he has left flowers, statues and trinkets to show his love for this man. I find it touching and a reminder to me just because I think someone is a jerk, doesn’t mean they aren’t dearly loved.

 

NOTE- This blog refused to go the way I intended. I meant to talk about characteristics of friendly cemeteries versus the cold, flat no flower ones but somehow Dave just took over. Interesting.

Onisha

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