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This world is really a sad old place. Oh… it has it’s merits and a lot of good things but really its pretty sad. And the sadness has to do with losing the ones you love the most in this world.
It usually starts with your grandparents who you were always so glad to see because they loved you so much and meant so much to you.
It gets worse though when you start losing your parents especially when they are relatively young and its unexpected. It’s like a sucker punch to the belly and you can’t breathe for a while.
Then you start losing uncles and aunts and then brothers and sisters. When my brother died recently all my kids and their cousins (12 of them) huddled up and called each other. My kids and my surviving brother’s kids said to each other… that could have been us and our dads… and they cried and felt so sorry for the six cousins who had lost their dad.
I guess the worst pain has got to be losing a mate I guess its because its like losing yourself or someone you like better than yourself. After all you are one flesh with her. I dread that day.
I guess it’s kind of like a big beautiful Live Oak tree and every once in a while you take a chainsaw and remove a branch and after a while it doesn’t look much like a tree anymore. Finally when there are no more branches you look at yourself and think its time for you to go too because you’re tired of living in such a sad old place without the ones who have meant the most to you in this world.
But for those with faith there’s a great hope that there’s a great forest of beautiful trees in Heaven and in Heaven there are no chainsaws to separate you from your loved ones. Until then we must endure the woes of this sad old world.
We have an owl that lives on our place and every evening and through out the night we hear his soft hoo… hoo…hoo. Julie made the comment that she was surprised that he didn’t get tired of saying the same thing over and over again all the time.
We used to have a mocking bird sit in the tree outside our bedroom and I guess during mating season that bird made the awfullest song/noise during the middle of the night. It was so annoying that I jumped out of bed one night and emptied my shotgun into the tree where he was. I’m sure I didn’t hit him and he just went and found another tree somewhere.
I love to listen to Randy Travis sing “I come to the Garden Alone” and will join in and sing with him. Sometimes the girls at work will have google play rap music and it makes me want to empty my shotgun into google.
The scriptures speak about how God’s people should talk… speech seasoned with grace and kind words and a loving spirit and the like and it’s kind of like that owl hoo…hoo…hoot-ing at night... so pleasant.
You might think hearing the same old thing gets a little tiresome but it never does for me because I would rather listen to that than a mocking bird in mating season or an old grackle and I’m not just talking about birds.
Some unexpected things have been happening to me… well after my brothers death people are coming up and telling me how sorry they are. Of course I wrote some thoughts down about my brothers unexpected death and shared them on Facebook and sent them out on my email list.
On Facebook several shared various emojis and made comments. On our volleyball night a handful of people offered their condolences but one young man caught me outside of the gym and said he didn’t want to say anything on Facebook but wanted to say something privately and in person. I appreciate that from Matt. BTW... I have a few at Volleyball who tell me they love me. That's also unexpected.
I have several of our clients who are friends with me on Facebook and as they have been coming in for me to look after their pets at the conclusion of the visit just as I’m about to exit the exam room they say… by the way I’m sorry about the loss of your brother.
Last night we were visiting at supper with a preacher friend from out of town and during the conversation he said… I’m very sorry about your brother. I had forgotten that he is on one of my email lists,
We have gotten several cards at the house but it’s unexpected and nice that so many have not forgotten and care enough to say something because I certainly haven’t forgotten and live with sorrow.
Luke 13:23-24, “Then said one unto him, Lord, are there few that be saved? And he said unto them; strive to enter in at the strait gate: for many, I say unto you, will seek to enter in, and shall not be able”
Jesus told his listeners that the way to salvation was through a very narrow door and you had to strive or work hard to get through it. Of course when you say the words “work hard for salvation” folks will say something like this… we don’t work for salvation were saved by God’s grace and that’s a free gift!
Of course when talking about salvation God has a part... grace and man has a part... faith. When Jesus said "strive (or work) to enter in through the narrow gate" I believe he was talking about what we do with the seed that is planted in our hearts. Will we reject it, will it grow into just nominal belief or will it turn into phenomenal faith? That's on us... not God.
You definitely can’t earn salvation but the free gift is on the other side of a door and God is not going to drag you through that door… you have to do something… and something more than “seeking to enter in”. Jesus called it striving or working (for a reason) and unashamedly so do I.
There’s a concept among the Christians that I associate with that for any religious practice that we engage in we must have biblical authority and I whole heartedly agree with that even though I have reservations sometimes on how authority is established.
Regarding the use of church monies for instance. We through biblical authority conclude that church monies are only to be used for accomplishing the work of the church which we determine is… edification, benevolence and evangelism. In other words, the church is not a world wide relief fund for the needs of those outside of the church. Church monies are to only be used for the edification of christians, the benevolence of christians and to evangelize the world.
Sometimes our biblical conclusions are proved or disproved through examples. Here’s one.
The congregation where we attend has an elementary school next door and in light of all the recent school shootings the school was wisely making provisions in case something similar might happen to them (God forbid). They contacted the Elders of our congregation and asked that if a school shooting occurred could they use our parking lot for a staging point. We said… yes and that if such a thing happened not only our parking lot but also our air conditioned building, restrooms, furniture, etc.
So did we violate biblical authority by using our facilities for those who were not christians? Were there Muslim, Hindu or atheist families in that school? Did we risk sinning against God and possibly having our candlestick removed from Heaven for potentially letting these folks use our building and facilities?
No we didn’t. We had authority… the authority of love… to love our neighbors as ourselves which by the way is not just an obligation for individual christians but also for the collectivity of christians… the church. Certainly judgment has to be used and biblical principals respected but for me in light of this example our process for establishing authority was deeply flawed.
Can you imagine the impact if we had told that school that according to the Bible our church couldn’t help kids and teachers who were shot up by a gunman?
I talk to my mom every week and mom is 85 years old and very forgetful but she hasn’t forgot how to be a Christian. She has a health care worker who comes in to her home and sits with her. Mom can’t remember the health worker’s name but says she is trying to convert her.
Also mom used to sit with my brother Greg (Elder at Bulverde COC) at the front of the building. She told me she moved her seat towards the back so she could greet visitors. Mom may not have the ability or memory that she had when she was younger but she’s still doing the best she can do. As we all should be doing.
Well I’ve missed two Sundays in a row at Parkway. Last Saturday night my brother died unexpectedly and we drove up to Bulverde to break the news to my mother. Yesterday we had the funeral for my brother. I don’t like to miss our services.
The funeral was well attended. It was standing room only and the attendance was estimated at about 230 or so. We had relatives come in from California, Tennessee, North Carolina, Oregon and from all over the state of Texas.
We had Christian friends from Houston that we had grown up with make the drive over. We had some of our Parkway family there and some former members like Linda Yanta and Doug and Paula Mokry. My old college friend Ben Lucas was there. A lot of these folks I hadn’t seen since my dad’s funeral in 1998. One of Scott’s dentist friends made the trip from El Paso. He said Scott was so proud of his family and talked about us all the time and that he wanted to come meet us all. He also said Scott taught him a lot of dental techniques and one time he was having trouble with a patient and called Scott and Scott dropped everything to come and help him.
My emotions were in pretty good control until someone walked in that I didn’t expect or someone walked in who I hadn’t seen in a long time. The Perkins family is pretty close and one of my friends said they were a little jealous of that. Here’s how close we are. Lauren had major surgery on Wednesday and still made it to the funeral on Saturday. She wouldn’t have missed it for anything.
I made some opening remarks and had the closing prayer. My cousin Mark led us in “Amazing Grace”, “I’ll Fly Away” and “I Surrender All”. Walker talked and all six of Scott’s kids had something to say. I learned some things. My brother Greg did the eulogy. I begged off of doing anything because I knew I would break down emotionally but I was assigned opening remarks and guess I did okay.
There were a lot of Church of Christ people there and the singing was awesome. A friend of my brother’s widow was there and said she came to comfort Mary Jane but found herself being comforted instead and was amazed at the singing.
My friend John Gambino who has preached a lot of funerals said this… “The service today was the "BEST" memorial I have ever attended. The candor, honesty, love expressed by so many was such a blessing. The understanding of and expressions of REDEMPTION struck a deep cord with me”
I’ll tell just one story about Scott. He spent a week in jail one time and he flourished in whatever environment he was in. When he was bailed out all the other inmates stood up and gave him a standing ovation. That was my brother.
Our dad died in 1998 after a yearlong battle with cancer and we had a year’s time to shed tears and say good bye. Four days before my brother died I called him and sang happy birthday to him (66th birthday). The day he died he was active in our Texas Perkins text message group. I wish that somehow I could have talked to him just one more time and told him how much I loved him.
