Monday, August 16, 2010

Imprints on my life

"Since, then, you have been raised with Christ, set your hearts on things above, where Christ is seated at the right hand of God. Set your minds on things above, not on earthly things. For you died, and your life is now hidden with Christ in God. When Christ, who is your life, appears, then you also will appear with him in glory.
Colossians 3:1-4

In the midst of so many blessings, I am overwhelmed with the brevity of life and the loss of a few special lives, and yet I am celebrating their joyful time in Heaven with our Lord right now.

First there was Pat. My RD my junior year of college, and one of the most inspirational people I knew at Point Loma. She passed away June 25th of this year of breast cancer. Her service is this Saturday.

And now my friend Jaimee. Jaimee and I lived in the dorm together that same year I was an RA. She loved life and loved Jesus with her entire life. And she loved Rony. 

A small example of Jaimee and Rony's joyful spirits: one night after an incredible evening of worship with an incredibly talented worship leader, Jaimee and Rony were going out to dinner with Lincoln and his band. We were there also, because we loved Lincoln. And they invited us along. "You guys are welcome to come!" Just like that. And we went. And we all had dinner together. They didn't even know us well, except Jaimee and I lived near each other and we all always said hi and chatted a bit. But they both reached out.

Jaimee and Rony loved the Lord and loved each other. They married each other after graduation.

Jaimee also had Cystic Fibrosis.

Two weeks ago, she wrote a love song to Jesus.
This Sunday morning, Jaimee went to sing it to Him in person.
Rony wrote about her journey and their faith yesterday.
Please pray for him. And their families, the Renfrow's and Baker's. And friends. 
Her service is Wednesday.

I don't really understand the devastation in this world.
But I do understand the need for a Savior.

"Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted."
Matthew 5:4

I looked at my J as I told him. Our eyes filled with tears and we hugged.
"It's us," I said. "Except she was sick."

And I realized, this is what matters.
Making the most of every moment.
Finding joy in the small things.
In every thing.

Ironing. Making dinner. Laughing. Listening. Meeting my neighbors. Stopping to say hi.
Hugging my husband. Calling my mom. Walking Emma and Baker. Reading the Word.

I want to live a life that overflows with joy... laughter... grace... peace.

I don't know what will happen tomorrow. I don't know if I will get sick or hit by a car, or be blessed with another day.

But no matter what, I want to live today like it counts.
Because today is what matters.

"Come, let us sing for joy to the Lord; let us shout aloud to the Rock of our salvation."
Psalm 95:1


  1. This was so beautiful, J, that you made me cry. My thoughts and prayers are with you and your friend. I am so deeply sorry for his loss.

  2. I love what you wrote....I will continue to pray for you all. I'm so sorry.