I went to a funeral recently a great uncle on my mother's side. Bob was a great guy, I saw him once every year or so at family things. He and his wife always sent us a Christmas card. All memories I have of him are good.
What I didn't know was that Bob was a believer. Apparently quite a real church-goer. The service was pretty long and there was a lot of Jesus.
If I had still been a believer, I would have really enjoyed the message. It was one of all hope, no hellfire and brimstone, nor do I remember much proselytizing. This was a God of hope, love, peace.
Now, we all know that that God is only in some of the Bible, but if one didn't know better, it sounds pretty sweet.
What I didn't know was that Bob was a believer. Apparently quite a real church-goer. The service was pretty long and there was a lot of Jesus.
If I had still been a believer, I would have really enjoyed the message. It was one of all hope, no hellfire and brimstone, nor do I remember much proselytizing. This was a God of hope, love, peace.
Now, we all know that that God is only in some of the Bible, but if one didn't know better, it sounds pretty sweet.
