I participated in two funerals this week.
They were night and day from each other.
One was for a person whose faith was evident to all.
One was for a person for whom faith was a struggle.
One was for a person whose belief flowed into spouse and children.
One was for a person whose parents damaged their faith.
One was a celebration Christ’s victory over death.
One was a relief that suffering was over.
One celebrated the promises of Christ fulfilled.
One mourned dreams and aspirations unfulfilled.
I participated in one with joy.
I participated in one with a heavy heart.
Life is short. Live without regrets.
Take risks. Follow God no matter what.
Don’t settle for “What if…?”