• Thought For The Day

    Cemeteries

    I spent some time in a cemetery yesterday. I saw gravestones dating back as far as 1876. I’m sure there were probably older ones. And, of course, there are newer ones. One, fresh, unmarked yet. Now I know we don’t like talking about death and dying, but after living a long time, and ministering most of that time, I have reached the conclusion that this mortality we all share ends, and sometimes abruptly. Now if I knew a tornado or a tsunami were coming to an area near you, I’m thinking you would like for me to let you know about it. So, I going to take the chance that you might want to hear this as well. Death is coming. It may be a multitude of years before it overtakes you, or it might be tonight. God has individually numbered our days and has not given us the number. I know the Bible talks about “threescore and ten” (Psalm 90:10) years of life and we know that some live longer, some not so long. My father lived fourscore years, and my mother fourscore and fourteen, and perhaps my time will fall somewhere in-between. No matter really. Once we have…