Greetings!

Today, I went to the funeral of a 28-year-old man, and it was heart-wrenching. I watched his friends and family file past his casket, and it took me back to the funeral of my own nephews. They both died way too young.  I looked at him lying there, and I felt this anger deep down in my soul. I am so tired of losing our young people to these senseless acts of violence, especially our young men. The enemy has a target on the backs of our young boys. He does not want them to be the spiritual warriors that God is calling them to be. They keep fighting one another when they should be fighting him.

He wants to keep them distracted on things like territory, and respect, and control…when none of that really matters. When you think about that it sounds kind of silly. They are fighting over something that none of them can ever really fully possess. Everything in creation belongs to God.  Every corner, every block, every street…none of it belongs to us…and guess what? We can’t take it with us even if it did. Our young men are dying in alarming numbers over nothing.

Funerals have a way of making you take stock of your life…especially when it is the death of someone who was so young, and I think that’s a good thing. We need to re-evaluate our lives from time to time…to make sure that we are still on the path…pursuing the purpose. We have to make sure that we are still striving to make a difference in the world. We have to find a way to reach out to those who are lost…not just the young folks, but all the folks…young and old. The Apostle Paul says, “So we tell others about Christ, warning everyone and teaching everyone with all the wisdom God has given us. We want to present them to God, perfect in their relationship to Christ. That’s why I work and struggle so hard, depending on Christ’s mighty power that works within me” (Colossians 1:28-29). We have to be willing to leave our comfort zones, and talk to someone about the saving grace of the Lord, Jesus Christ. That...is why we’re here.

Until next time…

Be blessed