Wednesday, April 20, 2016

Wondering? Please, Pray...

If you read Life with Lynnie (LwL) yesterday, you'll know that I shared with you the song by Kansas entitled, Dust In The Wind.  If you didn't see that entry you may want to do so.

You may be wondering why that song has been on my mind.

Yes, it is secular.  However, it's been resonating within me for several days, now.

Ever since I attended the memorial service for my friend P's son, M.

I believe God kept it on my heart and mind, within me... because, he wanted me to share it with you.  And, discuss it, along with M's funeral/memorial service.

M was a very good man, in many ways.  He worked for one of Canada's car companies, here in Windsor, Ontario; he was an electrician.  Plus, until he got sick, he also had a solar business.

I knew that M loved to ride a motorcycle.  However, until he died, I never knew he was a member of a motorcycle group.

The leader of the motorcycle group, and his wife led the group to the cemetery... by driving on M's motorcycle.  I never counted the number of motorcycles and/or people, but it seemed like about 100.

M had been cremated.  The urn and a picture of him, were on a table in front of where a man was going to speak.

My friend, P and her family members sat across from me, in the hall of the building where M's urn and picture was located during the service.

The man who spoke, someone had called a 'minister'.  He claimed to have met M, while he was alive.  And, apparently knew some of the bikers.

He was the person who played that song I shared, yesterday:  Dust In The Wind.  He spoke nicely about M... and his family.  But, he also told everyone that we were all... dust in the wind.

I kept praying and hoping that he would actually give a gospel message.  But, he didn't.

The only time he mentioned Jesus, was when he asked everyone to join together in quoting The Lord's Prayer.

Other than that, Jesus was never mentioned.

This broke my heart.  I was sad.

Why?

Certainly not because we won't become dust, after we die.  Because, our body will become dust.

But, he never gave a gospel message.

To me, this meant that this 'minister' knew that the majority of people in attendance were not saved people.  But, didn't they need to hear about how they could gain salvation?

Meaning, that some would become only dust and suffer.  While some might be saved, and spend eternity in Heaven, with God... even if their bodies became dust.

Thinking of this, brought to mind, Daniel 12:2, "And many of them that sleep in the dust of the earth shall awake, some to everlasting life, and some to shame and everlasting contempt."

Yes, many of them that sleep in the dust of the earth shall awake, some to everlasting life, and some to shame and everlasting contempt.

Shame and everlasting contempt?  If they are not to experience everlasting life, they will suffer for their shame and everlasting contempt... and suffer in Hell for it, with no chance of escape.

Afterwards, I asked the 'minister' if he was a pastor.  He said he was.  And, let me know he was from another city, that I won't mention, being about a dozen hour drive, where his church group was located.

This truly broke my heart, even more.

After all, everyone needs to come to realize they need a Saviour.  Our Lord, Jesus Christ.  And, now to gain salvation, by trusting in/believing upon our Lord, Jesus Christ.

But, none of those people heard that.

Please, pray for not just my friend P and her family.  And, not just for those who attended the memorial service and dinner afterwards. 

Pray, for that Pastor, who hurt those people by not preaching a gospel message.  Does He ever?  Anywhere?

Only God knows.

Thank you for praying.

By the way, my friend P told me that her son, M... loved Jesus. 

For this, I am thankful!  Praise God!  Thank You, Jesus.


Until next time...

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