As this week has brought continue conversation and reflection on the life of my dad it gives me pause. Conversations have been about his integrity… his kind ways… and mostly about his love of Christ that shined in his daily life. He made my people his people. He made others feel important. He lived in service to people without worry of himself. As I pause to reflect it causes self examination. Does the light of Christ shine from me? Does it shine from you? When we are called home one fine day will gentleness, integrity, love and humility be said? Will others have been blessed by knowing you… knowing me? God measures such as these. I pray, that just like my dad. I will hear Jesus say “Job well done my child.” I want nothing more!!
I Love You!
Do you ever hide? Are you ever in a crowd or a situation where no one knows you love Christ and you’re okay with that? I had so much respect for him. His passion for Jesus showed in the visible tattoos on his arms and hands. He explained each one to me and told me how proud he was to wear them. He can’t hide. He can’t blend into the crowd. Without shame he is professing the love and glory of our Savior every minute… every day. How many people have I known that won’t even wear a Jesus shirt because they don’t want to be confronted with questions about God. We need to proclaim our love for our Savior. We need to shout our love for him. When we do he will shout his love for us when it will matter the most. On the day of judgement.