So there we are, alongside the road and slowly the driver gets out of his car… and you know how when you get in a stressful situation and stuff seems funnier than it normally is and you keep yourself from laughing – even though it’s the wrong timing (like at a funeral).
Yeah, well, I could NOT believe it… the guy I rear-ended was a DWARF (or is that a little person?).
So the guy storms over to my car, looks up at me and says, “I AM NOT HAPPY!”
So, I look down at him and say, “Well, which one are you then?”
…And that’s when the fight started.
In case you don’t know, the above is a joke. No little people were injured (or even present) in the writing of this blog post.
Our friend and my wonderful brother Larry passed away at 2:45 Sunday morning. Kristin and I were with him, holding his hands and sitting in bed with him when his heart finally slowed to a stop. We spent this past week laughing, singing, and praying with him, and all the while he had us taking notes on new song ideas and instructions on how to continue his ministry and art.
Several of his friends got to come and visit with him in the last couple of weeks and were a great source of help and friendship to Larry. Ray Sievers, Derek Robertson, Mike Makinster, Tim and Christine Gilman, Matt and Becky Simmons, Kerry Hopkins, Allen Fleming and a few more. Thank you guys. Larry appreciated your visits very much. And he greatly appreciated the thoughts, wishes, support and prayers that came from all of you Solid Rock friends on a daily basis. Thank you for being part of his small circle of friends over the years. Yesterday afternoon he knew he was going to go home to God very soon and he dictated the following message to you while his friend Allen Fleming typed these words into Larry’s computer:
I feel like a prize in a box of cracker jacks with God’s hand reaching down to pick me up. I have been under medical care for months. My wounds are getting bigger. I have trouble breathing. I am ready to fly home.
My brother Charles is right, I won’t be here much longer. I can’t do anything about it. My heart is too weak. I want to say goodbye to everyone. In the past you have generously supported me with prayer and finance and we will probably still need financial help.
My plan is to be buried in a simple pine box with some flowers inside. But still it will be costly because of funeral arrangement, transportation to the gravesite, entombment, coordination, legal papers etc. However money is not really what I need, I want to say I love you.
I’d like to push back the darkness with my bravest effort. There will be a funeral posted here on the website, in case some of you want to attend. We are not sure of the date when I will die. Goodbye, farewell, we will meet again.
Goodbye, farewell, we’ll meet again Somewhere beyond the sky. I pray that you will stay with God Goodbye, my friends, goodbye.
Thank you to all of you who were so nice to my brother over the years. Kristin and I will post funeral information in the next day or two. Right now we’re not able to function very well, but the whole family is here… our mother Margaret, our sisters Nancy and Kristy, Mike Norman and his new wife Tiffany, and Silver.
We miss him beyond words. Thank you for everything.
This morning kicked. We opened up with Better Than Life with the choir. We went on to sing The Lord’s Prayer and did Holy is the Lord for the prayer time. We sand Crowder’s All Creatures for communion, then closed the service with And Now My Lifesong Sings with me at the piano, Dee on violin, and Reggie dancing. It was really cool.
Here are the songs (with iTunes links where available)…
On the down side, the mikes weren’t up at the beginning of the first song and my earbuds weren’t quite right. They were frustrations for me, but I don’t think affected the overall experience for the people in the seats.
It’s a cold and blustery day in Fresno. It’s supposed to rain. Did I mention it was really cold (by California standards). And it’s cold in the house, too, ’cause we are too cheap frugal to turn on the heat much and our fireplace is more for showin’ than for blowin’.
This morning was beautiful. The clouds had parted and you could see the majestic Sierra Nevada mountains behind the house with their many inches of new-fallen snow, a most brilliant white in the rising sun.
And now I sit and ponder what to blog about… looking for inspiration.
Sometimes I like to blog about fun, mindless stuff, ’cause that’s one side of my personality.
Sometimes I like to blog about stuff I’m passionate about, like my family or saving kids through Compassion.
Other times, I blog about cool stuff I’ve found in cyberspace.
Today, I am at a loss for words or ideas or creativity. Instead, I’ll use God’s. Here’s what He gave us yesterday behind the house. It was so close we could almost hop the fence and touch it (the youngest blonde boy suggested we do that very thing…)
While I am the lead pastor at Community Christian Fellowship, in Siloam Springs, AR, everything on this blog should be considered my personal opinion. Opinions, conclusions, or other information expressed here do not necessarily reflect the views of CCF, my co-workers, or my staff. Don't blame them. This is all me.