"Way too many young people"

Welcome back everyone! It has been over a year since I last posted and I can tell you that much has changed since then but I will post again with updates later. One of the things that never seems to change as we get older is the coming and going of people in our lives. Over the last three weeks Kristi and I have joined tens of thousands of others in prayer over Jenny Bazaillion. However, early this week she left us to go and gain her reward at the right hand of our Savior. Tonight was the visitation for the family and Kristi and I went. We got to the chapel and had to stand in a pretty long line to get to the family, none of this was surprising since we had assumed many people would want to pay their respects. The one thing that stuck out to both of us though was the number of young people that were there and had been greatly affected by this story. So many late 20's early 30's who knew and loved Jenny were there and feeling a myriad of emotions. It occurred to me that we as the Generation X have spent most of our lives feeling like we had everything to prove to the world and were invincible at the same time. Jenny's struggle for her life is a clear message that life is too short and that we are not as strong as we think we are. But the bright side is that we have a God who is stronger than anything we can get ourselves into. He is bigger that we are and is able to more than we could ever imagine. It was Jenny's dream to unify Christians and have them stop complaining and fighting amongst one another and she fulfilled that dream. Because of her story I have been reconnected with old friends who will be an influence in mine and Kristi's ministry for years to come. I owe that to her and to God's amazing grace. I read in a blog a few minutes ago that tomorrow we are not going to have a funeral but instead a celebration of Jenny's life, I believe that to be true. I believe that a life such as hers should be honored and celebrated. I believe that as we mourn here on Earth the angels in Heaven are throwing a party that she is with them. I am going to close with a song lyric that has been rolling around in my head all week. I see it as the picture of what Jenny must have seen when her soul left this place and went to see her Father. There were too many young people in the room tonight. A young woman in the prime of her life was taken from those who loved her, who called her wife, mother, daughter, sister and friend. She will be missed greatly but I hope this allows us all to see how sweet life is here together. I hope that we will continue Jenny's legacy by continuing to love one another with the love of the Lord.

"Just an ordinary day in Heaven looking down the streets of gold,

you could hear the strings and the angel wings and see the saints of old.

When suddenly God breaks a smile and begins to sing, "look my child is coming home!"

"Open up the pearly gated of Heaven, build another mansion next to mine, everybody dance and shout for joy around the throne. Set another place at my table, sound the trumpet loud and clear this time, Hallelujah! My child is coming home."