I don’t know about you, but Ronna and I like to make
plans. We plan out our days and weeks and even make plans for the year. We plan
our weekly menus for supper and make plans for vacations and times to be
together as a family. We need
plans – I think it is a good thing to plan. But what about when our plans for
awry? What about when our plans are interrupted and we are left with a
completely different situation than what we planned?
Interruptions like this can be devastating. Crippling. Not
only do these kinds of interruptions derail our plans, they can actually derail
our souls. Standing here today, February 8, 2018, marks ten years since the biggest
interruption of my life. And to be honest, I am still not sure what to make of
it. It was ten years ago this morning that the plans of my family were thrown
off-course in such a way that it left an indelible mark on our souls. In a
surprising interruption, my mom and dad stepped from life on the earth to a
life beyond the earth. They died. It was the worst day of my life and the life
of my brothers and sister and all the grandchildren.
