Today was a day like no other.  A day of joy.  A day of tears.  Today I witnessed a family touched by the life of a remarkable woman honor the God who took her home to glory.  What a thing to see the tears of those who deeply loved her and miss her.  What a privilege to see the same ones who hurt so much also magnify the God of grace and the grace of God in her life.  How glorious to go to the house of mourning and find joy because the one departed had faith in Christ; and though she is no longer present here, she is home with him.  What a challenge to me to point my children to this gracious God so that they too might one day find peace through our Father of mercies and God of all comfort.
The following hymn expresses what I am trying to say.  These are words that I can't escape, nor do I wish to.  It is not death to die.  You can find the original lyrics here.  

Every so often (about once a month during the warmer months) we go door to door to invite folks to come visit Grace Baptist Fellowship.  We have done so with varying levels of "success."  We have a family who attends regularly first contacted by going door to door, and  sometimes we've had no response.  I admit, it is not my favorite thing to do.  I don't particularly like it when people come to my door.  So we don't make it a point to really engage people (unless they want to talk) - we simply hand them a flier with information about GBF, tell them that we're starting a new a church, and invite them to come visit.
Our 2nd door to door event for the year was scheduled for today (Saturday).  There was rain in the forecast, and it looked on Friday like there was a good chance we wouldn't be able to go out this morning.  After a long week, with more work still to be done today, and planning to be out of town soon, I began thinking it wouldn't be so bad if we got rained out.  I was actually hoping for it.  Shame on me.  I didn't want to go invite people to come hear the truth of the gospel?
On the other hand, my oldest son asked my wife if people were coming over to go invite people.  She said she wasn't sure because there was rain in the forecast.  My son's response?  "I hope it doesn't rain so we can invite people to church."  There's the right heart.  Your kids every have a better perspective than you?  Your kids ever expose your sins and ugly motives?  Mine do.  May we be willing to learn from them!  Thank the Lord for constantly working  on us.  
By the way, It didn't rain enough to stop us from going out.  Pray with me that God will bring good fruit in spite of my reluctant heart?