When I learned that Patrick Swayze died it put me in a funk. I am not a Swayze fanatic, though I did love Red Dawn and many of his other movies. What did happen is that his death triggered a lot of memories of the death of my Dad. Dad also died of pancreatic cancer at the age of 53 on September 12, 2002. The similarities in Swayze’s death and my Dad’s have caused me to reflect upon his life and remember how much I miss his counsel. He was diligently there and willing to assist in anything that I may need his assistance in resolving. Currently, I am working through some big decisions that will affect my family and others and his ear and words would have been a great comfort. I guess I was wallowing in my self-pity and needed something to reset my thinking. Well it came from my daily reading as defined by YouVersion (http://www.youversion.com/) on my BlackBerry during my commute. It included Luke 7, which demonstrates that Jesus did and does have compassion for our situation. H is empathetic and is moved to meet us in those moments. I must remember that the same compassion He showed the widow He will show me and we are to show to other.
To say that the funk is gone would be a lie, but things do look clearer.