Well, weekend before last, we got the sad news that Johnny's grandfather had passed away. We traveled to Mississippi for the funeral. Looking around at the funeral home, I was struck with just what a legacy this man leaves. The place was full of his children, grandchildren, great grandchildren and great-great grandchildren. I don't think I've seen that many little ones at a funeral before. As I was helping my own children navigate the process, I found myself watching them closely. My Ryan, age 11, quietly moved about the crowd, talking to those he knew. I see him working in a church, behind the scenes, doing techwork like his daddy when he is older. Justin, age 9, spent as much time up at the casket as he could, even talking to "Paw". (He told me that Paw told him he loved him). He also talked to just about everyone there, always friendly and social. When he grows up, I see him either leading the praise and worship at church, or delivering the message from the pulpit. (Or both!). And my Madison, age 4. This was her first experience with a funeral, and, as with all my children, I explained before hand about death and what happens when someone dies. She then proceeded to very loudly repeat all of this throughout the visitation time before the funeral. Not sure what to expect from her in the future!
After the service, we gathered together at Paw and Nanny's house for a wonderful meal prepared by their church. It was so nice to see the kids all playing together, swinging, throwing the football and petting the amazingly patient dogs in the backyard. I moved through the buffet line, taking samples of all they yummy food. One casserole in particular really got my attention, and I went back for a second helping. I always wish the recipe cards were placed with the dishes, so I could grab them from my favorites. There is always something that stands out for me in those cases. I ended up tracking down the lady who had made it, and she told me how to get the recipe. Isn't life like that sometimes with people as well? I can be with a group of people and one will just stand out, I won't be able to put my finger on it, they just seem different, but I want to know more! As I learn more about this person, I find out about their Christian walk, and see that the "secret" behind their life, their peace, their radiance, their security, is Christ. We don't have recipe cards that come with us, but we can be ready to share what a difference Christ has made in our lives. What can we do today that will stand out in a crowd and cause others to want to know more about Christ? How are we sharing the Gospel just by our actions?
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