Seen a “memory” pop up from one of my cousins that had a photo of my dad in it. Still trying to come to terms with his death. Death is a given for all of us. What really eats at me is I have always believed in God, I just failed to follow Jesus for the longest time. There were times I wanted to speak to my dad about God and see where he stood. I did not ever take the opportunity and unfortunately I have no idea where his heart was. I can only hope. But because of this self perceived failure on my part I am dead set on making sure I never miss those opportunities again with those I care about. Can you imagine understanding God’s plan for salvation and failing to share that knowledge with someone important to you and they die. Imagine them standing at the gates of hell confused and scared thinking “wait a minute, my family or my friend knew about all of this, why didn’t they explain it to me?” Understanding my existence as a soul created by God, created to remain within this frail body until He calls me home is an understanding full of pressure to share what I am learning to be truth. Therefore if you are in my circle you will certainly hear about my faith. I will never force anything down anyones throat but I am obligated to plant a seed and pray that you seek the answers. My dad was a character. He was full of smart aleck comments, loved nature and animals, old westerns and pushing my step-moms buttons as they clashed over politics. I miss him every single day. Heaven is real, our souls are real and the choice to spend eternity with one another is very real. Don’t think that all the love, hurt, pressure and experiences of life are for nothing and just end when our bodies finally fail. I pray everyone has a great week, seeks truth in their lives and works hard to protect one another. This world is not in chaos by accident. #ReadYourBible
