death and transfiguration

I'm writing today to ponder the loss of one's parents. A friend of mine who says he is an atheist, has lost his father. He is dealing with many things, and I would surmise most importantly, the notion or thought that he will never see his father again, following his line of thinking.

That's a terrible thought when I consider my mom being dead for twenty-four years now and my dad being gone twenty years. It would be even worse to visit their grave and think I would never see them again. I am thankful for the faith that gives me hope that I will see them. My mother will not be in a wheelchair. My friend's father will be able to breathe comfortably and restored to new life, I believe, because I believe he was a Christian. My father will be his old robust self, renewed to life eternal in a new body, ready to worship our Lord.

If there is no hope, we are of all men most miserable. Thanks be to God for that hope. I lift up my friend's family, and especially my friend without Christ, in this their hour of need.

go morgan!

Yesterday afternoon, I had the wonderful privilege of watching Morgan Beckford sing at the Germantown Performing Arts Center. She did a great job, and she had quite a following...Mayor Wharton, the Board of Opera Memphis, Michael Ching, Steve Carey, and just about every doctor in Memphis. There were lights, spotlights, cameras, and action at every turn and she deserves it. Go Morgan!