Not Goodbye... Until We Meet Again

We said goodbye to some close friends of ours from the seminary this morning. As we looked at him for what could be the last time in this life-- or at least a long time before we see him again-- my mind flashed back to when we first met him, evenings spent at our home, playing games with friends, hearing his crazy stories, seeing him around school. You always knew that he was a straight shooter and would tell you what he thought. You always knew that no matter how differently he might look at the world that you had a friend always ready to help you when you called. It was so sad to say goodbye-- life seems so full of separation. I am thankful that as he and his wife leave, they go in the arms of Jesus to minister to the world. I know that we will meet again, even if not until the day the trump sounds. Until then, we will miss them very much and pray that the Lord blesses them and uses them mightily.