The Titus 2:4 Project

Yesterday I attended a funeral for a man I had only met a few times.  I went, not because he meant so much to me, but because I love and support his daughters and granddaughters, one of whom is married to my son.  This man has made a huge impact on my son.  To what degree, remains to be seen.  The visitation on the previous evening was well attended.  Hundreds of people waited in line in the heat while people hugged his widow and his daughters.  It's a large family, and they are very close, literally, because most of them live within a couple miles of each other.  They're not only family, they are friends, neighbors and co-workers.  They are a tight-knit group.  My son is fortunate to have married into such a wonderful family. Personally, I can't speak to the character of this man, but the sound of sniffles and the constant patting of people's hands on each other's backs as they embraced in long, tight hugs, spoke volu...

Life is precious...and often too short.  Even though death is the only thing that we can absolutely count on, when a life ends, someone feels the pain of loss. A sweet lady once said to me that she never understood why people worry more about car insurance than life insurance, because you may or may not ever wreck your car, but you would eventually die.   (see Ecclesiastes 7:2) Many of you already know that just over a week ago, a young man from Kentucky was fatally injured in a motocross accident right here in Montgomery County, Indiana while racing at the Ironman Raceway Regional Championship. As a mother, it's unfathomable...I can't begin to imagine what his family is going through. But as a mother of kids that race, it's down right frightening.  My son, Jake, and I had a long conversation about the tragedy. The same day that Austin Mincey died, my son and a few of his friends posted their bikes for sale...