Some thoughts today
I’m watching the funeral of the Queen, and something is striking. The meaning of life. To love God, country, and family. And yes the family you didn’t know you had.
To serve dutifully. What a concept.
As I ponder. How well do I serve, how well do I love?
I don’t feel l’ve done it well lately. Praying I can be the servant God wants to see.
Can anyone guess why I love my name today?