Memorial Services

Monday morning I attended a Celebration of Life for a dear Christian man who was very special to a lot of us at our church. His name was Clyde. He was 94 years old. He and his lovely wife, Mabel, were married 71 years. The service had an evangelistic flavor to it. In part of the service, the friends and family members were granted an opportunity to say a few words. Both sons spoke of their dad's love of God. The son I know also spoke to the grandchildren and reminded them of their need to make a choice about what they will do about Jesus.

This evening,Wednesday, we gathered to remember Johnny. I wrote about him in an earlier entry. We heard from a friend how Johnny kept telling him, "You got to get back with your wife." This friend also told of a veryserious conversation he had with Johnny. Even then, Johnny chose not to tell this friend that he was seriously ill and facing death.

Both of these men have left impressions on me. Clyde stayed with his faith and his committment. Johnny always gave away anything he ever received. If Johnny had any money, he made sure someone who needed it more received it. Even on his deathbed, he was trying to give away the contents of his candy stash.