Last night my brother-in-law-in-law invited me to join his group at the Mariners game for Jay Buhner’s retirement celebration.
Of course I went :-)
It was very touching to see Jay and his family be honored and to see the fans express their gratitude towards this character.
Lately I was reminded about attending my dad’s funeral service. We grew up in western Montana, 7 miles outside of a town of 250 people. Half an hour’s drive to the town of 2000 which included the high school. Dad was a lineman for the power company. When he died, we had to rent the high school gym for his memorial service because the church building was, perhaps, 1/5 the size that it needed to be for his service. It was amazing to see how many people Dad had touched – and all that, really, in the last 10 or 12 years of his life, after his conversion to Jesus.
Sometimes, when life is rough, I challenge myself with the question, “how do I want to be remembered when I’m gone?”
In discipling relationships I like to ask the same question – especially if we’re stuck in a rut. One current relationship that I have in that area has been particularly challenging; it’s been 5 weeks since I asked my friend that question and I think it’s really gotten to him. My prayer is that the HS is behind it, embedding that into him.
How do you want to be remembered when you’re gone?