Today I go to a memorial service for an old friend – someone we go way back with – since our first days attending New Life Church in Renton – some 15 years ago. My husband Greg has done many of these over the years. I don’t know how he gets through some of them – I wouldn’t do so well keeping my composure – especially the services for children and the unsaved.
There are many things in our lives that are hard for us to do. That is just one of them. We all are born – and we all die. It is a hard cold reality.
Other things are hard for each one of us on a personal level. Each of us has to face difficult things – and instead of running away – we MUST face them – eventually. I wrestle with this fact. I don’t like it. And yet – today – even I must face another difficult thing. Or perhaps it would be trivial for you – but for me – it’s difficult and will take every ounce of my will – not to back out – but just face it.
The time has come. The choice is mine. I choose the higher road. And so my journey continues…