Poppy is dead

So tomorrow I am going to a funeral in the morning and a rock concert at night. That sounds pretty horrible, but I can’t help but feel neutral about my Poppy’s death. Honestly, I am not mourning. Not like when Grampa died.

Either Poppy accepted Christ or he didn’t. I think he did. He didn’t spend his life on Christ. He accepted the gift. What does that imply? What does it mean? Will be last in the Kingdom? Will he be there at all?

Either way, God is good. God will be good even if no one accepted His offer.

So, the concert. Amazing bands will play. Compassion and Rock for Life will be speaking. The theme is reaching out as the family of God. Anyone who reads this, please pray for the kids that will be coming tomorrow night.

Let us all be changed. Strip us of all the bs, and just have us acknowledge how absolutely we need You. Let no heart leave unchanged.

Please, everyone, pray for me. I am speaking in front of a large audience for the first time. Pray for the speakers who will be with me. For the audience. For the bands. Let we who call ourselves Christians truly show it tommorrow night, and definitely always.

I am Yours, Jesus. You are good, and just knowing I am in Your arms is all I need.