'Tide' as a tombstone...

When my children were teenagers, being an orphan family, as we were, I told them the way things were to be if I happened to cross over the great divide...

This was before Christ was in my life and while I had to basically joke about everything possible, due to the fact that life was so serious for us all. It could have snapped the brain.

I told them to use a box of Tide (soap powder) for my tombstone, and be sure to cross my hands over my chest, hoping that God would look at my wrinkled, dried out, work worn hands and give me a break.

We have laughed a lot over that.

Here is a beautiful story by a, probably deceased, Pastor named John Roak. This is especially for those of you who have a true heart of a Servant. Remember, when you may get weary in well doing that Jesus understands. He was the ultimate servant;

A young girl of sixteen lay dying. She had been an elder child in a large motherless family. She spent her childhood bearing the burdens of the home. She literally was tired to death, dying of tuberculosis. A visitor asked her if she had been confirmed. Had she gone to church? To which she answered, "No."

Taking a serious view of the whole situation, the visitor asked, "What will you do when you have to die and tell God that?"

The child, while taking out her thin, transparent hands, stained and twisted with with work, laid them on the coverlet and said, "I shall show Him my hands."

Be blessed my beautiful Brother or Sister who so diligently serves,


Benji