I got the call you never want right before I went to sleep last night. My favorite Uncle had a massive heart attack over the weekend and died. He's the first of my Aunts and Uncles to pass. I sat there on the phone completely numb. Death is shocking like that. It makes everything else seem unimportant and trivial. It puts your world off it's axis and pinpoints what's really important.
My Uncle Gene was loud, opinionated, and outspoken. He filled a room with his larger than life personality. He was generous, had a heart of gold and was fun. I loved being around him because he was fearless in talking about what he thought. Didn't matter if you agreed or not, he knew what he thought and he shared. As I became an adult he actually made the effort to get to know me.
He came to visit us last year in Minnesota. He sat at our kitchen table, played wii with the girls, showed me his work on the computer, slept in our spare bed. It was the last time I talked to him. What makes me the most upset is that I have no idea if he was a believer or not. He might have been...we never talked about faith. Why is it that you don't necessarily think about a person's soul until you find out they are terminally ill or have died? Every time I woke up last night he was the first jolt of reality to hit me...Uncle Gene died...how can that be?
I write this blog day after day. I share my heart and my faith. You sit at my table, you dine with me and my family. You sleep in my spare bed...you are somewhat a part of this family. It would be an injustice if I never asked you about your faith. Do you have the assurance that when you die eternity in Heaven will be your home? What if death came today suddenly? Have you made the decision to ask Jesus in your heart? There I said it. Please think about your soul. Life is short. Eternity is forever.
Have a blessed day.
31. a new day.
32. the blood of Jesus that covers my sin.
33. breath and life.
