Today was my wife's uncle Max's funeral. I was a pallbearer for the funeral. This isn't like a long lost uncle from another country. This uncle was a very special one sent for God. He totally spoiled my wife, Davida and the kids. His wife Laurna is just a sweet.
During the funeral service it began to stir up old feelings that I had suppressed. I remember sitting in that exact spot when my grand daddy died. I thought of how I missed his pat on the back and his doorway greetings. I felt sad. Then the pastor reminded us that Max and my grand daddy are just on a ship that has launched for a much better destination. In fact they are already there.
Maranatha!
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