My Funeral

This song, Come and Listen, by David Crowder Band, is the perfect song for a funeral. Not that it's depressing, because it isn't. But I'm sitting here, listening to it, and thinking about how this song describes this beautiful exchange that I want my life to be. When I hear this song, I picture people coming to hear a great story. Not some guy forcing people to hear about how they're sinners and need to repent, but inviting them, and them coming willingly to hear something different. Something hopeful.

I honestly don't think my life is anything special, but by the time I'm done here, I want to believe that there could be people who will want to know more about God because of the way I lived out his love for me, for them. I want people to see him as a real possibility, where maybe they didn't before. For people to see a loving God as a reality and for stories that I've played some small part in to be shared as a beautiful remnant of a life well-lived.

When it's all said and done, I don't want my life to have been about what I've accomplished, what kind of clothes I wore, or what kind of house I lived in. I want my life have been about doing impossible things, loving recklessly, and giving with abandon. Most importantly, I want people to want to hear that, to want to see that maybe I did have some outside help.

Not that I need any glory for it, but that it would all go back to the one who stands at the finish line, telling me, "Well done, good and faithful servant."