I went to see an old friend off today; the Lord called him home. Before I went, I sat on my back porch in the incredible ambiance of this miracle we live in and drank in the beauty of the trees and plants around my house, smelled the smells, and tasted the tastes of the earth on the wind as it rustled through the leaves. He loved nature even more than I do and spent as much time as he could in the woods and on the lakes and streams near his home.

The service was comforting as I was lifted up to travel part of the way with my friend on his journey but the final door was closed to me and I came home, sat on my porch and pondered death and birth in this miraculous creation where I came to love God and my old friend.