This morning I got news that a dear friend had passed away. I got the call at 9am and soon found out that the funeral was at 10am. I quickly got the kids around and dropped them off to my parents.
Sherry's funeral is exactly how I would want my funeral to be. Full of stories of her life, her faith and her Lord. She was an incredible woman. She battled a brain tumor for the last 14 years. Never did she complain. Whenever you saw her she had a joy in her eyes that only comes from the Lord. She was a woman of the Word. A woman of prayer. A woman of great faith. Her two son's are close in age to me. My first memory of her is breaking CD's and old tapes after an Acquire the Fire weekend. Many of the youth wanted to get rid of music and other influences that were not glorifying to God. She made it happen. Afterward we all went to her house and hung out. She was the kind of mom that was greatly involved in her kids lives. She knew their friends and made the most out of every encounter. She made ministry opportunities. She will be greatly missed.
Before she left this earth she saw both of her boy's marry and she met her first grandchild. I know that she is no longer in pain. She is dancing and rejoicing in heaven. But here on earth many of her friends remember her today. And will continue to do so for the rest of our lives.