I had a sad day today.
One of my dearest friends lost her Mom this week.
The funeral was at a very beautiful church on the Square in a nearby town.
Very old. Very beautiful. Stained-glass windows. Huge pipe organ. I love that.
As I was sitting there, listening to all the different people talk about this woman,
so many things ran through my head.
What will they say about me at my funeral?
What would I feel if that were my Mother they were carrying out?
What can I do to live my life so that people will have positive things to say about me?
It got me thinking....what DO I want people to say about me when I die?
I would love for them to say that above all else, I was passionately, on-fire for Jesus.
That my love for Him showed in everything I did.
That I was positive and didn't complain.
That I never said a bad word about anybody.
That I was a hard-worker, a faithful friend and a loving Mother and wife.
These are all things that I've heard said about other people and some about my friend's Mom.
Unfortunately, I fall very short of some of these right now, especially the complaining part.
I want to remember how I felt today and my thoughts and use them to grow.
Please say a prayer for my friend, Karen and the Scott Family.
I am so thankful that today, as I write this, my family is with me and well.
Except my precious Daddy who I was reminded of today. He is waiting for me in Heaven.
Just one more reason I must go there myself.