The life and trials of a growing Christian - Day Forty Four

Today at the church I attend we said goodbye to one of our own, Mr. Ronnie Hall. My family has been a part of that church for about five years now and I can say that Ronnie and I rarely spoke much more than greetings to each other. If it were anybody else, I might be bothered about the lack of words, but that's just the way he was, he didn't talk much. He did a lot for the church and for some of the older members also, one lady comes to mind specifically. Today's service wasn't a funeral, but a memorial. Some songs were played and some of his family spoke and our interim pastor spoke. Everyone said the same things, he loved his family and he loved the Lord, and he was a hard worker. I don't think that anything better could be said about a man than those things. I don't have any doubt that Ronnie is with our Lord and Savior. There's an old expression that says "It's better to see a sermon than to hear one", Ronnie certainly showed one daily.