For some reason I felt strong enough today to re-read the eulogy I gave at my grandpa’s funeral. Most days I can barely say something about my grandpa without crying, but I felt certain that God was asking me to read the eulogy again today.
For me, his funeral was pivotal. A launching pad.
Today as I’m reading my short synopsis of his life, I was struck by one observation. He made many small decisions along his 76 years on this earth that made him into the man we remember. He was defined by many moments in life just as you and I are today. He constantly had to make choices to depend on God.
Today is my last day at 33. Tomorrow brings on a new year. New situations, new hopes, new steps towards my dreams.
Let’s rise up and meet whatever is to come.