I read an article several months ago about a man who had been found, I think by a postal worker. The gentleman had been dead almost a month.
What bothered me the most about this man was the fact that no one missed him for a month? I wondered at the time how alone he must have felt. People obviously weren't checking on him if no one realized he had died a month before.
My girlfriend Debbie and I were able to attend a memorial service yesterday for Shirley Furr. She would have been 98 on August 1.
I never had the opportunity to meet this lady. I've only know about her through her family. And yesterday, from many friends who came to celebrate her life.
This incredible lady wrote the program for her service. She picked out the scripture as well as the songs we were to sing.
One of the questions Pastor Breylinger asked us to think about was, "who will step to the plate now?"
She was a teacher and after her "retirement" she co-founded the Avon Park Community Child Development Center and served as President of the Center's Board of Directors until 1995.
According to most who knew her she was out spoken. Everyone knew her thoughts. She was a devout Christian and advocate for children.
What a legacy she has left.
And by contrast, I'm wondering about the gentleman at the beginning of this story. What legacy did he leave?
What legacy will I leave?
Rest now Shirley, I know where you are. And I know the Master is saying, "Well done, good and faithful servant; you were faithful over a few things, I will make you ruler over many things. Enter into the joy of your lord."