Wednesday, March 25, 2015


This has been a difficult and weird week.

A friend of mine's father passed away this weekend and the funeral was Monday. The service focused on this wonderful life, works and family. He was dearly loved by many. His was a full life with deep impact to many.

The same weekend, another friend's wife went to sleep Saturday night and didn't wake up. She died in her sleep. Today was her funeral. They had grown children and an adopted child of maybe 5-6. A totally different funeral. A really sad funeral. A funeral with lots of questions. Why did this woman in her 40s die?  Really hard for everyone there. Really hard for me.

While at the last funeral, I received a text that a friend from high school's mom died. Another funeral on Friday. Three funerals this week.

Two were elderly people who lived full lives. One was a much younger women who died way too soon.

This is a broken world. Loss, death, betrayal, separation, theft all plague us now. We read the news of terrible, terrible things happening around the world and nearby. We see stories of planes crashes and beheadings.

The Christian message that this world is broken seems so true.

I wrote a series of blog posts about what I believe but never published them. Perhaps I will. Life is hard. Love those you love.

I believe there is a story unfolding.  I believe there is a vector of where things are heading. I believe there is a designer. Scoffers will come:
3Above all, you must understand that in the last days scoffers will come, scoffing and following their own evil desires. 4They will say, “Where is this ‘coming’ he promised? Ever since our ancestors died, everything goes on as it has since the beginning of creation.” 5But they deliberately forget that long ago by God’s word the heavens came into being and the earth was formed out of water and by water. 6By these waters also the world of that time was deluged and destroyed. 7By the same word the present heavens and earth are reserved for fire, being kept for the day of judgment and destruction of the ungodly.
8But do not forget this one thing, dear friends: With the Lord a day is like a thousand years, and a thousand years are like a day. 9The Lord is not slow in keeping his promise, as some understand slowness. Instead he is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to repentance.   2 Peter 3:3-9
I believe there is a creator. I believe the carpenter was exactly who he said he was. I believe there is a purpose. I believe there is a story unfolding; even if I can't understand why a women of 40 dies.


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