It was a shoutin'-hallelujah-dance-in-the-aisles-sing-praises-loud-tell-funny-stories-about-the-departed-one-celebration. It was awesome. Our church is called Celebration Of Life for a reason. We celebrated his life, not his death. How appropriate.
So many people got up and told funny stories about Craig that I was wiping tears of sadness half the time and tears of laughter the other half! There were some big-name singers there that sang. I was thinking they should have made an album of all the songs sung. It was that good.
This man touched so many lives that there were about 700 people there and I think our church only sits around 600. They had to sit in the foyer, the fellowship hall, the hallways and everywhere. I kept thinking about what a special person he must have been to have been that important to so many people!
That got me thinking about my own life. What will be said of me? I hope that I live a long, long, long life, but if I do not or when I do die, I want people to remember me for being kind, full of joy and loving the Lord. I want people that love me and really know me, to stand up and tell what it was that they loved about me. My ultimate goal would be for someone to stand up and say that I influenced them to know Jesus as their Savior. I really hope that happens. I really do.
When someone young dies, it really makes me think about my life. That's good. I need that.
Just thought I'd share my experience. It was like nothing I've been to before and it blessed me.
A good name is to be chosen over great wealth; favor is better than silver and gold. Proverbs 22:1