The death of Don Luis

Our neighbor across the street died during the night on Tuesday. We saw the funeral SUV arrive early Wednesday morning and the funeral home awning went up in front of the house. Later in the day we heard it was Luis who had died. We didn’t really know him, he’d been sick the entire year we’ve been here. We were never really clear what as ailing him, it was never brought up. He’d have his good days and his bad days. He spent a lot of time sitting in the rocker out in the yard, just enjoying his garden and his family. If they went anywhere in the car they’d always smile and wave as they went by.

After a couple of days of non-stop company at the house the funeral was yesterday afternoon. The funeral SUV was back and the large crowd of mourners walked behind it from the house to the cemetery. There were three pickup loads of flowers. He was the patriarch of a large family, but the one’s we knew the best were his wife Yolanda, daughter Judith and granddaughter Ivana. Please keep the family in prayer as they adjust to life without him.

Life here on earth is so fleeting…are you doing what God would have you do? Anytime anyone around me passes any more I think of Pastor Andrea’s sermon about the dash, the little symbol between the numbers of your birth and death. Mine are 1951-???? What are you doing with the dash God has given you?

Blessings to you all.