When death trikes, one better be ready.
A regular prayer Monday leader at the jail died last week, and, his demise has me wondering about his passing ever since.
Death is like that.
It surprises when it comes suddenly.
It may even anger some survivors.
It does, however, weigh upon me.
He was a dedicated visitor and Bible study leaders at the jail right up until he could no longer show up at the jail.
When one gets into the 70s, you have to wonder, but. . .
Death does come like a tief in the night.
And, it works on one like it is on me.
Grief is like that.
It is a process.
And, it takes one through a dark tunnel like the Detroit/Windsor Tunnel.
I can't wait to see the light at the end of the tunnel.