The Way We're Measured
Even prior to arriving here and quite frequently since moving here I’ve heard, been told and reminded at how my predecessor specialized in funerals. (I’m not saying this to be critical just stating current reality). Needless to say I felt a tremendous amount of pressure about officiating this funeral. The thing is, I was surprised that I felt pressured. It’s not a competition. We all do best what we do best. In everything else we do the best we can. Understand the difference? Maxine was honored and remembered. The family was appreciative of the service and so it seems I passed the test. Interesting the things by which we are measured and by which we are remembered.
In other news we passed our first inspection at Casa Wray. This means no more digging underneath the house – THE LORD BE PRAISED! I’ll still have to crawl under there to pour cement and attach the posts but the digging is over!
Good job, Randy. God be praised you all were able to help out that family. And glad the whole is finished…
I never doubted you’d do well with the funeral, but it is a difficult aspect of ministry when comparisons are added to the mix. Congrats on the house as well … sure wish I could be there to crawl under the house with you. NOT!
Sorry you felt pressure; that’s a bummer to feel measured in such a way. I KNOW the family appreciated you, your words of comfort, and your prayers.
Glad you don’t have to do any more digging!
Recently deceased, digging under the house, cement……..
Don Randy of the CoC Cosa Nostra.
I can dig it.
Heh. Dig it.