I would like to say something about a week drawing to a close...Fridays are supposed to do that...but this week has gained momentum as the week progressed, and I am going to hit Saturday at a dead run, a run that is not going to stop until Thursday, and there are no guarantees of stopping then!
It all started on Monday when Sandy finally lost her battle with cancer. She fought an amazing battle against the disease, a battle that lasted just over a year. There was already one funeral on the calendar because Fred, one of my golfing friends, had passed away a couple of days earlier, and Sandy joined him. Then on Wednesday, Clarence passed on to his heavenly reward. We lost him many years ago to ravages of Alzheimers, and he took his place in my week. Then Levi went home to God much too early, and he too found his place. Four very different people; four services of celebration and sadness. I knew Sandy and Fred pretty well; Clarence not so well; Levi in spirit only. As I think about how these four lives have intersected with mine at this point in time, I am at once tired, sad, and joyful. That is where the Divine intervention comes in...the need to be guided to say and do the right things over the next few days. It will not be a perfect time, but even in the mess, God is there...I cannot forget that!
Today is also the last day of my 62nd year....my 63rd begins tomorrow. There was a time in my life that 62 sounded old, but no more. While tonight I feel 62, most days I don't. I am only as old as I feel and most days I think forty sounds about right! However, today is not most days, so I think I shall go to bed!
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