Mary J. died yesterday after 94 years of living. Her life was lived like the Bible says you should, and of course she followed Jesus. In fact, she followed Jesus so well, that even though she passed away at an age that usually prescribes a small funeral attendance, I predict our church building has a good crowd on Saturday morning for her funeral. Mary was such an encourager. At 90, when her hearing was pretty much gone, she said to me after one sermon, “I couldn’t hear a word you said, but I know it was good!” I hope you can be here as we gather and thank God for a life that pointed a lot of us toward Jesus. She would want us to know it is worth it to follow Jesus. Mary is really living now.
This Friday evening, my daughter, Hayley graduates from High School. Nearly two-hundred of her peers will have on their cap and gown and hear that it was worth it to learn all they learned over the past 12 years (how to color and do algebra). Some will take the treasure of their education and invest it in good living. Some will go on to further education. Some will begin their work careers. All that good. Some, however will toss the future to the wind like they will their mortar board cap. Each of them is worth so much to God. I hope they learn that soon if they don’t already know.
Tonight, I got a phone call from a young man I’ve been trying to reach for years. He’s in his mid-twenties now and suffice to say, he’s done lots of living out of God’s will. The main focus of our conversation arrived when he asked me, “I’ve been away from church for a long time now. Is it okay if I come back?” While getting misty-eyed, I told him that Jesus said a father had a son that was gone for a while too. When the father saw the son coming home, the father ran to the son and hugged him. I told the young man, he should expect a similar welcome. Jesus went on to say that the father said,
“‘Quick! Bring the best robe and put it on him. Put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet. Bring the fattened calf and kill it. Let’s have a feast and celebrate. For this son of mine was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found.’ So they began to celebrate.” (Luke 15:22-24 NIV)
So, my phone caller and I had a little celebration and look forward to another to come as we talked about what Grace really is. All these years. All these prayers. Now, I see it was worth it.
I also believe it will be a celebration Friday night as we proud parents cheer on the grads. All the nights helping them learn math. It’s gonna pay off.
I know it will be a celebration Saturday for Mary J. who has heard, “Welcome Home. You were worth it.”
And so are you.
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