Casket Shopping

I had to fly to the Dominican this week in a very unexpected way. My brother was very ill. His lungs were not working right, one of his kidneys failed, and on went the list. The doctors gave him a few hours to live.

On his dying bed I wondered if he had made peace with God for real. I had so many questions, but no answers. I went with my little sister casket shopping. What would he like, I thought. Blue or gold? Fancy or simple? And then I thought again. Did it really matter? Did I need an answer to those questions?

Have you thought of your preferences? Would it matter where or how you put this body to rest when you are so sure your FATHER is waiting for your soul in your eternal home? I made my very own choice, whatever the kids and Jorge want to do is fine with me. The cheapest/fastest the better. The home Jesus went to prepare for me is going to be awesome, and when the time comes for me to get there, I AM READY! Are you?