Recently I attended my uncle’s funeral service in Alabama. This was the second time in a month I had visited the area for a funeral. Funerals are often stressful events complete with family drama and awkwardness. We grasp for just the right words to say; the words that will provide comfort and ease a little of the pain.
If you’ve ever experienced this kind of loss, there are no words – especially not in the initial moments and days.
But sitting in the service, listening to all the beautiful words spoken about my uncle’s life, I began pondering a couple of things.
My uncle was a die hard Auburn football fan. I was reminded of this the moment I entered the chapel and a sea of blue and orange flowers and ribbons assaulted my eyes. From the spray atop his casket to numerous wreaths and plants, Auburn colors were well represented.
Then my eyes did a double take. As I scanned the room once more taking it all in, standing proudly right smack dab in the middle of the Auburn madness, was a lone spray of red and white.
Chuckling, I remembered several years ago my uncle did not take kindly to positive references from me of “Roll Tide” (you know, that other Alabama team). Most of his family also rally around the Crimson team, so you can imagine the tension and noise level of an Iron Bowl in years past.
Though sworn enemies during every pass, punt, and tackle, after the final score was displayed, life resumed as usual. There was love and laughter – meals and prayers. People could agree to disagree and love while doing it.
Good lesson.
But life was not resuming as normal today; there was a new normal being created.
I listened as his grandson spoke about the measure of a man. He beautifully described a life well lived – one full of love for family and God. He referred to my uncle as a hero.
Searching my mind, I started recalling my own memories with my uncle. And with a sad realization, I had to dig back a ways to find some.
Life gets busy. Living a thousand miles away makes it harder to keep in touch.
Just excuses.
I know.
Sadly these are excuses a lot of us make at times.
And then it really hit me….
How often do I do this with Jesus? How far back do I have to dig to find a moment with Him? How long does it take me to recall the last time He answered my prayer or comforted me in a time of distress? When was the last time we laughed and cried together?
Because this is what a relationship with Jesus is – living life together creating memories and stories to share with others. Allowing Him to guide every step and decision along the way, we can love others the way He does.
Though I may have fallen short in the relationship with my uncle, he has left me with these important lessons.
So Roll Tide/War Eagle.
And Thank You!
Face2Face
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