Well, The four other kids and I have been helping Mom around the house completing projects that our father, Dave, had started since he and Mom bought the house. Some of these projects were started since he recently retired from secular work. He was a small town minister and would have always been one no matter the age that he left us. We are finding little things here and there and trying to find all of the stuff to finish it up. Sometimes it's like a scavenger hunt looking for something that we don't even have a clue that we needed. It makes finishing the project kind of tough, but we are finding the stuff we need and getting it done.
Am I mad at him for leaving these things for Mom and us to deal with? By no means, no! I am happy that he got some of the projects started, because it was keeping him home with Mom and it was making the home theirs. Would it have been nice to have detailed instructions with how to finish the projects and where the parts are located, but what fun is that.
We all have been given a project here on Earth that we are supposed to be working on and we've been given detailed instructions on how to complete it, we just have to take the time to read it and follow it. The Bible has amazing stories and instructions, but it does no good sitting on a shelf or on "display" someplace.
Take the time and finish what you've started.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Should I Be Jealous, Part 2
So, previously I blogged about being jealous of something my oldests were doing. Now the question is, should I be jealous or covet my stepdad?
David Paul Peterson, my stepfater of almost 37 years, finished his race here on Earth on March 26, 2010 and is enjoying his reward in Heaven. Part of me is joyous in that he gets his prize he has long been striving to obtain, part of me is sad that I won't have him to discuss current events, politics, and our Christian walk, and part of me is jealous that he has his reward and I'm still striving for mine.
I have to remember that he wouldn't want me to be sad at all, but to rejoice in what he did and how he lived his life. He didn't preach at churches that ever had over 100 in attendance, but he preached at those small churches with the Bible as THE word and nothing added to it. If he stepped on your toes, they were in the wrong place. You better get them moving!
He lived his life everyday that it could be his last and had no regrets for anything he did since it was always focused on the cross. That's better then any named building or endowment fund.
Thanks, Dad.
David Paul Peterson, my stepfater of almost 37 years, finished his race here on Earth on March 26, 2010 and is enjoying his reward in Heaven. Part of me is joyous in that he gets his prize he has long been striving to obtain, part of me is sad that I won't have him to discuss current events, politics, and our Christian walk, and part of me is jealous that he has his reward and I'm still striving for mine.
I have to remember that he wouldn't want me to be sad at all, but to rejoice in what he did and how he lived his life. He didn't preach at churches that ever had over 100 in attendance, but he preached at those small churches with the Bible as THE word and nothing added to it. If he stepped on your toes, they were in the wrong place. You better get them moving!
He lived his life everyday that it could be his last and had no regrets for anything he did since it was always focused on the cross. That's better then any named building or endowment fund.
Thanks, Dad.
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