Have you ever been to a funeral and wondered who in the world they were talking about as they gave a glowing eulogy? The words are so far fetched you become convinced you are in the wrong chapel, as you listen to the distortion of the truth. What stretch of the imagination was being used to describe the person whose reputation clung to them like stink on a skunk? No flowery words and slick presentations can disguise the truth of who we are. In the final hour, the truth will prevail---in the minds of those who knew us well.
Today begins the final title change for the posts to come in my blogging journey. It has been quite a ride with this being the fourth and final name change since the birth of my first blog in 2007. I never dreamed eight years down the road my life would look so different. What began as a chronicle of travels and training with my running group, has morphed in to chronicles of life and all God has taught me.
I only discussed the impending name change of my blog with my daughter. She looked at me and said, "That's sad". I beg to differ---life has not been all sad and nor do I expect the last chapters to be either all sad or all happy. Writing about it--will hopefully keep me on the right path. The end holds no sadness for me beyond leaving behind all that I love so well. The journey I began when turning to Jesus will continue--and it will be even more beautiful as I cross over. What a glorious moment that will be when I step into the presence of Him! So--NO this is NOT a sad blog--this is a blog filled with the joy of the moment and the anticipatory joy of the future in the next realm. Sad--No---Hopeful--AND Filled with peace which comes from the assurance of when this earthly book ends--I look forward with great anticipation to the sequel to this earthly sage in the heavenly realm.
We are not always able to chose how our final earthly years are spent, nor do we have the option of how the end will occur. What we do have complete control over is how well we will live those final years. We can opt to live in a narcissistic haze of self indulgence and self absorption--or we can select the path of service, love, and joy. Our final epitaph can be a celebration of "Well Done", or "Ho Hum"---we are the writer of the script for the final performance.
A peer recently commented on the perils of mid life. I asked them, "How long do you intend to live?" The truth of the matter is my life is more than 75% over. Stick with me---help me make these final chapters the best chapters. Encourage me to finish this book with a resounding---"Well Done!". Prod me--chastise me--keep me on the path and help me finish with integrity--and the sweet taste of a lasting story of joy and love. Walk with me as I live the final chapters of this earthly story.
So today begins--the final trek---the final chapters---
And I am sure of this, that he who began a good work in you will bring it to completion at the day of Jesus Christ.