Wednesday

Good morning! Are you finding the whole present political process pretty discouraging? I confess I am. I am less politically minded than I used to be and more Kingdom minded, but I'm still interested and concerned. Nothing (and nobody) about any of it really excites me right now. Oh well. I am a citizen of Heaven, and that's what really matters. I'm ready for the Second Coming of Jesus. I really am.

Yesterday was a good, solid day of doing good. Enjoyable. I attended a funeral yesterday morning and was moved by the minister's message. He knew the deceased and knew her well. I wish I had known her better and would have seen some of the things he knew and saw. It's impossible to spend enough time for everyone to know them well.

While at the funeral home I got to see the good folks who work there. I really respect all of them for the way they do things and who/how they are. While there, I was reminded of a couple of stories. Once when the funeral director and I were on our way to a cemetery, we were talking about an employee that had been let go. The director was saying that this young person didn't like having to work unusual hours, and then the director added these words of wisdom and insight, "Death takes no holidays." How true.

This reminded me of a few funerals that I have done right around Christmas. I think I've done 2 funerals on Christmas Eve; not totally sure but I think so. That's a tough time to bury someone, but it actually is a powerful time, if we believe the Christmas Story. That, of course, became the heart of my message. "Today in the city of David a Savior has been born." A Savior that takes away the sting and the power of death.

Once, several years ago, I had a funeral right around Christmas for a lady that I did not know that well. I was surprised that I was asked to do it. The funeral was on a Sunday afternoon. The problem was that I had tickets for Colts football game that kicked off at 4 p.m. Here's what I remember: I had Kedra lurking in the cemetery in her car. As soon as the final amen and the loving hugs and handshakes were done, I said, "Look, it's Haley's Comet!" As everyone looked, I dashed away toward Kedra's car, throwing off my suit and tie as I went.

We sped to Indy! Kedra drove while I painted my body blue and got my blue wig on. After I was "dressed," at the first stop light, we switched drivers. She shoved the car in park, and the doors flew open. I ran around the front and she around the back. Just as the light turned green, I was able to forcefully pull the shifter into D and off we went. I think I hit 124 mph.

As we neared the old RCA Dome, I forged some official looking papers, and we were able to park right inside, where the players park. We got a police escort on one of this little golf cart things, right to our seats. We arrived just in the time for the kick-off.

Some of the above is true.

OK, that's probably enough for you and me today.