I will post all my standard apologies and excuses for not writing on a different day. Today I just want to get something off my mind. I have two friends who are very different from each other.
My one friend is a young fellow about my age and we both grew up in the Sixties. He was the only black kid in an all-white school in Texas and I was the only white kid in an all-black school in Milwaukee. We were both in the military but he is a retired combat veteran with a bronze star while all I have is an Honorable Discharge and a Good Conduct Ribbon. I say “all I have…” but I earned it and am proud of having done my 3 years. We are like brothers born from different mothers and we agree on a lot and could just stand around and talk forever.
My other friend is someone I have known since she was a little girl. I watched her grow up, helped her read the Bible through, seen the tragedies and victories of her life until she is now a beautiful young woman who had a sweet spirit as a little girl and never lost it.
A year ago last night my young friend got married to a preacher while at the exact same time my other friend’s son was senselessly murdered in front of his twelve-year-old son.
We all went to the same church and the murder was less than two blocks away from the wedding. I am full of mixed feelings this morning.
And whether one member suffer, all the members suffer with it; or one member be honoured, all the members rejoice with it.(1Co 12:26)
Rejoice with them that do rejoice, and weep with them that weep.(Rom 12:15)