Life Goes On

I just wanted to write and say "thank You". I often thank You for stuff You've done for me, for answers to prayer, etc. but I don't remember lately thanking You for what You endured on my behalf during that first passion week. Thank You for the intense prayer session You had in the garden. Thank You for putting up with a sham trial that You and everyone else knew was rigged from the start. Thank You for enduring the ridicule, slapping, punching, pulling out of Your beard, and spit in the face from the soldiers. Thank You for maintaining your dignity and refusing to react to the questions and accusations of those who were "trying" You. Thank You for enduring the scourging that would have killed lesser men. Thank You for dying a heinous death on the cross, not for anything You had done, but for my sins. Thank You for experiencing the desolation when Your Father turned His back on You, so that He would never turn His back on me. Thank You most of all that You ...

Have you ever given thought to the best way to die? Well I have. Personally, I like the way Moses went out; Deuteronomy 34:7 "Moses was one hundred and twenty years old when he died. His eyes were not dim nor his natural vigor diminished." Now that's the way to go!!! What I probably dread most is a lingering death due to illness. As a matter of fact, I pray regularly for my dad (who is almost 96). He loves to walk at the track at Sports First, and work out on the machines. I would not want to see him unable to do that, so I ask God that when it is time, He will just take Dad in his sleep. Well, enough about death; that's not what this is about. In the continuing saga of the end of my ministry at FBC Sebring, I'm dealing with what I call a "lingering ending". I want to say, "Let's just get this over with already." Although this "process" has only been less than two weeks, it seems like an eternity. From the hour that I...