Today has been one of those days that I would like to go to sleep and forget about. It began this morning with the news that our friend Misty Wells had passed away and then continued this evening with the news that my mom broke her foot tonight. I feel like a balloon with all the air suddenly let out.
I can’t even begin to imagine how difficult this must be for Trey, Misty’s husband. I can only pray that God will comfort him like he comforts me when I’m in bad shape. I would give alot just to be there with Trey right now and to get to attend the funeral.
Mortality has a convincing way of creating internal reflection doesn’t it? I know for a fact that it’s not something I like. When I first went in to the ministry there were 3 things that I did not like doing, the first was hospital visitation, the second was funerals/visitations and the final was visiting nursing homes. Our worship pastor, John Haley, was very insightful when he helped me to see the reason behind these phobias was a result of an intense sense of my own mortality. I don’t like the feeling of death and/or dying! I’ve still not gotten past two of the three fears. The one that I’ve learned to handle, and even enjoy at times, would be hospital visitation.