The last week or so has been pretty hard. I've been a little on edge. I keep getting an invite to my own little pity-party and marking it return to sender. But it gets a little more tempting to open it each time.
God's grace is sufficient for me. I'm holding tight to it. He's given me peace about my wife and parents being taken care... comforted.
God's mercy strengthens me. I'm holding tight to it. I don't want to say goodbye. But when the time comes, I know I'll be able to.
I've talked to a lot of people about joy lately. That we have to choose joy in our lives and our days. I need to be clear and say that the joy I'm choosing does not come from any strength I have but from what God gives me. The book of Nehemiah says that, "The joy of God is my strength!" It is clearly, to me, that joy that keeps me going.
Please don't forget the fund-raiser at Papa's Pizza on Thursday, April 16th. You get to eat pizza and I get to keep creditors at bay for a little while longer. You need a flyer to help. One can be downloaded/printed here.
Thank you all for your continued support. I really do need it. Please continue to pray for my wife, Kristin, and my parents.
The other day I found myself singing an old song by a group I was raised on, The Hinsons, called By The Time. Here's the chorus:
By the time they find me missing, I'll be living over there.
Where there is no reminiscing of the sorrow we have down here.
And by the time they look around them and discover that I'm gone,
I'll be in that final chorus singing round the Master's throne.