Ironies

It's ironic that the young man who avoided church, hated funerals, and basically just wanted to be left alone has wound up smack in the middle of all of those. Who says God doesn't have a sense of humor.

But you know, it's in those areas that I find myself bumping into God most often.

Today it was with church people at a funeral home. (almost called it a parlor - wouldn't that mark me as old :) ). While I helped them through making the arrangements for their mother's service, I was struck by the honor they had paid me by inviting me into this most personal and private world.

I knew who to thank.

Somebody up there likes me. :)