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I am a servant of the Lord Jesus Christ, and if that makes me sound like a bit of a nut, I really am not that crazy in real life. It is just that I am getting older, and I am beginning to understand that if there is something beyond this life, we should not treat this as just another thing. It will be the only thing.
I have been blessed in many different ways: wealth, children, and a great wife. I am employed in a stressful job that keeps me working a lot. Many times I wonder if I should be working so much or so hard, but I have a gut feel that my current job is my calling. I will not complain about the Manna that is provided for me.
Now, in my mid-forties, I can see the end of my life not tomorrow, but in the future. At one time, the end of my journey on this earth seemed like it could never come. At this stage in my life, I know that I am well along down the road. When that day comes for me to leave this earth, I pray that I go after my lovely wife, and I live to see my children and grandchildren rooted in the Lord.
Until I leave, I’m just hanging around.
Ted,
Do you remember me? I am a voice from your past. I found your blog through Dave Mock, with whom I have only recently reconnected.
I just wanted to say how sorry I was to hear about your father. I remember both of your parents: your gracious and lovely mother, and your strong, manly father. I am sure it has been a great loss both for you and for your children. But from your blog, it is clear that he has given you many gifts which you carry with you.
My father died two years ago November as well, and to my son, who is now 10, it was a great tragedy as they were exceptionally close. I miss him. The loss of a parent is a hard thing, and far more profound than we credit in the early days. I pray you will find your own peace, Shalom, in its midst.
Warmest of Greetings,
Ann (I go by Annie to all my friends now)
Annie,
You were only one of the biggest influences on my life.
And yes, I know about your Dad. If I would have known at the time. I forget how I found out, but I was strongly grieved, and it struck me to the soul. He was not my father, but I loved him also. (See http://theoblogic.blogspot.com/2007/12/mind-and-spirit-friends-that-are-gone.html )
I hope that our families can meet one day.
Your forever Brother,
Theo