Early in my life, because of the family I was born and raised in, I was fairly certain about the kind of life I intended to live, and how I was prepared to measure success. But it wasn’t until I was just another one of the young mothers picking up my babies from school that I realized how wrong I’d been.
Let me explain.
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Frank and Genie, we wish you and your entire family a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! We’ve never yet had the chance to meet you two in person, but someday either here or there, if there is a “there,” we’ll have to get together and share some good times! The nice thing about eternity is that there’s plenty of time and opportunity to do the things we never had either or neither of in this life. Unless, of course, that’s all just wishful thinking . . . but then, if it is, it’s still a nice wish, huh. Love, M&K
Frank, I have not met you either, but my wife and I did meet your dad once on an elevator at a seminar he held in Indianapolis. 🙂 3:10 has said several things I have found interesting, the latest of which is his hope to have a conversation with you in the “there.” My wife does a lot of research regarding our ancestors and has found information, even letters written, by some of our ancestors. It is fascinating to read about people who lived in the past and will be more than just fascinating when we are able to do that when we get to Heaven. And, my absolute certainty is that “yes, 3:10, there truly is a ‘there.'”
Look me up, Randy, when you get there. If I’m there too, I’ll buy you a beer . . . or whatever it is they drink up there. Maybe we’ll see Frank and get him to pay. Frank owes me beer or two. Right, Frank? Until then, “Merry Christmas . . . and God bless us all everyone!