This morning between devotions and prayer, I sat in my recliner, sipping coffee, and just let my mind wander.
The day. The week. Colin and the kids. Eventually, my thoughts came to an uncle that is no longer with us. It’s not unusual. I think of Michael often. There was no particular direction of this memory’s lane. …just enjoying a little stroll while there was a quiet minute.
I remembered his eulogy and how I wanted to recount every little detail that I knew about him. His house and his things are in a very slow process of being settled. We’re in no hurry but we are moving forward, and on, at the pace that we need to.
Everything is maintained and in an almost perfect order. We treasure, protect, and still enjoy his lingerings. I’ve even adopted his garden. Mostly because I couldn’t bear to see it torn down or the thought of it falling apart. While it may come across in text like I am looking back in sorrow, it was more reminiscence of Joy. What a beautiful creature he was. He was not just a relative, but our neighbor, our friend, and in many ways, our glue.
As I thought of ways that our family continues to guard and celebrate him or his things, I was reminded of the verse John 14:15.
If you love me keep my commands.
Isn't it funny how we find it so easy to 'keep' things of people that we love and yet we sometimes struggle to embrace the things of God as deeply., even though we profess our love for him.
keep his commands
What about his things?
Maybe our possessions.
How might we honor Him by SHOWING HONOR to his people instead? How can we love and respect those we are still beside, instead of asking to be loved by, pushing an agenda, or trying to convince on our behalf. Could we look for ways to respect each other and bring unity, despite our differences?
After all, it’s only for a little while… (1 Peter 5:10, Ecclesiastes 1,2)
And without love, everything else is nothing. (1 Corinthians 13)
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