Whew what a weekend

I'm exhausted.  I have a few high points I'd like to hit, and then I'm going to go to bed.

I find it amazing that, though Dusty has a degree in computer science, and works at an IT job working directly WITH computers all the live long day, his relatives are baffled that he can get a slideshow going on a computer.  A slideshow.  Really.  Also, for those relatives whose laptop it was, he closed all the directories that had some strange pictures on them.  Not bad, just odd.  You're welcome.  I'm so thankful our immediate families understand his gift and appreciate him for it.  I will say, one of his uncles told him he was impressed, and this was the uncle whose son was "helping" Dusty by giving him "pointers" for things that Dusty was already in the process of doing.  Seriously.  Learn when to step back and let the man work.  Whatever.  He's a one-upper.

When a person dies, they don't automatically go to heaven, as was implied by the Methodist minister who preached the funeral today.  In the beginning, he noted how many children (6), grandchildren (10) and great-grandchildren (9) she had, then at the end he said it will be a glorious reunion, "Can you imagine all those grandchildren and great-grandchildren reuniting?!" IF YOU'RE A CHRISTIAN!!!  You left out THE most important part of the WHOLE MESSAGE!!!  No, no one wants to believe that their descendants aren't going to heaven, but wouldn't you want them to know it's not a free ride?  You have to actually believe and serve the Living God in order to get to go there?  You can't just live your life however you please, and expect to deserve to go there!  UGH! 

I really feel like a Radical with this.  He said that statement, and I literally stuck my finger in the air and whispered, "IF YOU'RE A CHRISTIAN!"  Maybe out of line, but it's the Truth, people!  (No one even heard me, not even Dusty sitting next to me, if you were wondering.)  But I feel like that was a shame.  It was a sorely missed opportunity, and if I die, I expect there to not be a missed opportunity like that.  Take note.  I expect everyone there to know that they're not all getting in, unless they do the life altering commitment.  Die daily!  Hannah's already beginning to get it.  She's (almost) 4.  She grasps that if she goes to heaven, then she'll see Mimi, Gran and Grandpa Lundemo there.  But I emphasize to her that if she died NOW, she'd go to heaven because she's still very little, but when she grows up, the only guarantee she will have is if she lives her life for Jesus.  Giving to others, helping others, being and living in Jesus' name. 

I know there are some of Dusty's cousins that know the Truth, but don't believe it.  Wait, even the demons and Satan, himself, believe.  They don't have the relationship with Christ that is necessary.  Ugh, it just made me irritated with the misleading.

I'm thankful for the time though.  There was a lot of peace, which is really good for this family.  There was shown emotion, which is unusual for this family, but SO essential for bonding together.  There was a lot of food.  And there was an opportunity that Dusty had with his niece to express a little bit of Truth in nothing more than a simple explanation about what everyone was saying, and that the reason everyone knew all the words was because it was something called the Lord's Prayer.  Maybe that little piece of information can stir some curiosity, and I pray that curiosity flourishes and finds answers.

This weekend left me with something that I've been left with after my grandparents died, but for different reasons.  It's something unusual for me.

Hope.