Today is my
Grandfather’s birthday. He would be 112
today. Hardly a day goes by that I do
not think about him. He was the single
best influence on the early part of my life.
He continues to be an influence over forty years after his death. He continues to call me to follow Christ as
closely as possible.
I often feel
that the dead is an area where our faith finds its footing. Do I really believe that I will see my
Grandfather again? Do I truly think that
the journey culminates in reunions? Yes
I do. I do not know what that looks like. I cannot say what the clearing at the end of
the path looks like but I know one is there.
When we
forget the dead and no longer allow what they taught us to guide it is a form
of marginalizing God. I am sure that my
life would not have been as long as it has been had it not been for my
Grandfather. The lesson he instilled
early in my life got me through some times that would have claimed my life.
It is also
true that I have made my poorest choices when I have marginalized those
lessons. When God sends people into our
lives to guide and we ignore what they teach us then we marginalize God. My Grandfather loved God and did much to
teach me to do the same. When I honor
God I also honor him.
Forgetting
those who have reached the end of the path before us is to forget to honor the
marks they have left for us in their journey.
If I am to keep God central then I must also leave marks worth
following. I have Grandsons who will be
influenced by my choices. I must leave
for them a path that is easier to follow and filled with influences that only
make them better men.
Wishing you
joy in the journey,
Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So
Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of
Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home owner. He liberally hands out new
and old things from his great treasure store."
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