It is better to go to a house of mourning
Than to go to a house of feasting,
Because that is the end of every man,
And the living takes it to heart.
Today is my birthday, I turned 26 at noon. I also attended a funeral today, an elderly woman who past away last week on Monday.
And as I ponder this life, and all the happiness and tears it brings, all the striving, all the rejoicing, how amazing is the grace that has been poured out in my life through the blood of Jesus Christ – how amazing His love for me, for the whole world, to come and live, and die, so that we might have life. This world is full of trouble, but our Master has overcome this world – we have hope, because He lives today, we have joy unspeakable, because He rose from the grave on the third day.
How blessed it is to serve the risen Lord. May we be found faithful when He returns. Amen.