Dearest Rachel –
They say such nice things about people at their funerals that it makes me sad that I’m going to miss mine by just a few days.Garrison Keillor
Once again, I’m sorry you couldn’t have been there. And not just for the many, many obvious reasons.
Today in church, we were covering 1 Corinthians 8, which, in a time like this, when virtually every act we perform seems to have political ramifications, is particularly applicable. Too many of us think we know what is right, and either exercise our supposed ‘freedom,’ or try to ‘follow the science’ (as ever-changing a target as that might be) – and in either case, get angry with our brothers and sisters who don’t conform to our correct opinion (because why wouldn’t we hold to it if we didn’t think it was correct?).
Junior spoke of tempering our knowledge with love, and then brought up an example of a person who exemplified this balance: you. He went so far as to claim that you knew more than he did on so many subjects, even theologically speaking – and he’s the one with the degree in the subject! – and yet, you treated everyone with love, respect and humility.
It’s just too bad you aren’t here to appreciate how much you are held up as an example of how one should live.
Pastor Scott (Junior’s dad) has always spoken about his life’s goal of ‘finishing strong,’ making sure that, at the end of his life, he is clinging as tightly to God and Jesus as the first day he came to Him. It would seem that, for now, you are the personification of the accomplishment of that goal.
Perhaps it’s because, for those of us who still walk among the living, the game is still going on; the score is not yet settled. Like the Falcons of Superbowl LI, just because we’re well ahead in the game, that’s no guarantee we will be winning as the final seconds tick away. But your game has been completed, the final bell has rung, and the cannons have shot out their tons of purple confetti in celebration of a game – of a championship – truly and fairly won. And so…
You are an example, even to those who we look – looked (I’ll never get used to the past tense, honey) – up to. And I really wish you could have seen it.
Then again, you’re probably enjoying the celestial equivalent of Disney World as part of your triumph even now. Hope you’re having fun, and save Daniel and I a seat on the rides with you when the time comes.