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As I get older and more friends and loved ones die, thoughts of death and how short life is are often in my mind. I realize how little time I really have left. I am now 76 and my older brother died at 77. Gulp! I have kind of weird thoughts like I hope a few people will come to my funeral! (You will, right?)Seriously, I am counting on the Lord's mercy because I know much is lacking in my efforts toward sainthood (you know what I mean?)Too long of a comment but know I consider you a friend and hold you and your family in my heart and prayers.

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Such a beautiful reflection on life, death, and love. Thank you for sharing!

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Thank you for this beautiful writing.

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“A perpetual invitation. Will I accept it? I’m trying. Rather, I’m asking Jesus to do it for me.“

A perpetual invitation, I know it’s there. I push it to the side often. Procrastinate getting prepared, allow the inconsequential to permeate instead.

With so much to do, I don’t have time to “deal” with that invite.

Not that I don’t believe, but do I?

I need to try harder, let Jesus in more. Push aside the inconsequential towards the eternal and see him in the everyday moments instead of looking through them.

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