I sat next to him in kindergarten. He amazed me with his ability to color between the lines. As the years rolled by, we always considered each other best friends. He was found dead in bed at the age of forty-nine. I preached his funeral services in Texas, Ohio and Maine and every place was packed. He made sure before he died that I would do that for him.
I’m truly thankful for the people who came into my life, for the places I’ve been and the services I’ve been asked to render. Life’s experiences are a gift from God and we should be thankful.
Isaiah 46:9
Remember the former things of old; for I am God, and there is no other; I am God, and there is none like me,
Psalm 143:5
I remember the days of old; I meditate on all that you have done; I ponder the work of your hands.
Be thankful for others. Give it some thought.
Gary