Since I didn't sleep well Saturday night, I awoke tired Sunday morning.
Even so, being SONday, I did what I usually do. I got up, got ready and went to worship my Lord, at my church. On my way across town, I forgot to pray for a parking spot. Parking is at a premium, there.
Just as I was about a half (1/2) block away, I thought of the parking issue and said to God, that I wasn't even going to pray about it, because He already knew my need, without me even having to tell Him.
There it was! Right in front of my church, where my first choice for parking would have been, had I requested a space. A parking spot. Just waiting for me. Praise God! Thank You, Jesus!
Worship was great, as always.
Since I had been sick, I hadn't been to the cemetary in about two (2) weeks or more, so off I went, after our worship service.
It amazes me how few people actually visit cemetaries.
It hadn't really snowed, except for when I first became sick. Yet, there was no tracks in the snow, anywhere in the area where Gordon is buried. None. In that whole section.
Looking over that whole area, an expanse covered in a blanket of white, undisturbed snow, made me sad for a moment or so. The unblemished sea of white, undisturbed by human presence spoke to me. It told me that people rarely visit graves, especially in winter.
Rarely have I ever seen another person visiting a grave there, even in warm weather.
Not that it really makes any difference, because it truly does not. After all, those buried don't know or care. They aren't around to know the difference. No one really knows. Or, maybe even cares. Being worthy is of no consequence, at a cemetary.
The reason a wave of sadness came over me, was because a thought crossed my mind. Every person who is buried in that area, loved someone. Be it a spouse, parent, child, sibling, or some other relative or friend, everyone buried there loved...someone.
Love is fickle, though. Isn't it?!
Love isn't always patient. It's not always kind. It's not supposed to be jealous, boastful or proud. Love isn't supposed to keep records of wrongs done by others. Love isn't always the way God's Word describes it in 1 Corinthians 13:4-5.
It's not always forgiving. Nor, is it always unconditional. In otherwords, love isn't always love. At least not the way people sometimes love, in this world.
Love isn't always what God intended it to be. Agape.
It's a good thing God doesn't love the way we humans sometimes do.
Personally, I try to love others, unconditionally. I take the good with the bad, forgiving those who have hurt me. Sometimes giving my shirt and more, to those who demand my coat.
I may not have always liked doing this, but I am only human. No different than you. There are times when I have failed miserably, but I can see how over the years, God has been molding me into the person He wants me to be: a reflection of Jesus Christ.
While I am still a work in progress, I make every effort possible to be the person God called me to be. Why? Because God's Word tells us in Philippians 1:27, "Only let your conduct be worthy of the gospel of Christ...". Other passages also tell us to be Christlike, in our daily living.
I've come to realize that ultimately, what happens here on earth is of little consequence. It makes no difference if life has been kind or gruesome. It makes no difference if everyone loves you here on earth, or if they don't. It makes no difference if people loved you enough to come visit your grave after you die.
Ultimately, the only thing that matters is coming to know Jesus Christ as Lord and Saviour; and, He coming to know each one of us.
Having our name written in the Lamb's Book of Life means everything. Having my name written there, means everything to me. For, without this, eternity will be spent forever separated from God, with no chance for redemption. No chance for escape from the depths of hell.
If you haven't yet come to know Jesus, there is no time like the present. We aren't guaranteed tomorrow; sometimes, we're not even guaranteed our next breath.
"Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and you will be saved, you and your household." Acts 16:31.
Until next time...
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