The other day I was reading the short “About the Author” section of another blogger. I’ve got to be honest; sometimes I like these better than their actual blog because it seems to give a clearer picture of the writer.

In this particular case, the author was expressing her desire to be open and transparent with her readers in each of her posts.

And I loved it because I completely identified. Although, I kind of did the opposite in my own “About the Author” section.

When I decided to start sharing my off-beat musings with literally handfuls of people who happen to stumble upon my blog in the midst of a drunken stupor or while recovering from a debilitating injury wherein the hope of physical activity beyond shifting their eyes side to side has long passed, I committed to the very same thing.

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When my brother, Jason, found himself, suddenly, in the presence of his Maker Wednesday morning, I have to believe he was filled with the most immense relief and joy as he soaked in his first extended hug from Jesus.

Feeling the warmth of his Savior and freedom from the tormentor that plagued his time on earth had to have been incredible.

His was a life lived amidst wrong turns and feeling his way through rough, dark roads seeking those who would faithfully walk with him through the journey but often failing to connect with the ones who could provide it.

Still, he made profound impacts on those around him for his caring, generous spirit, loyalty in work and friendship, the way he showed respect for even strangers and his ability to make everyone feel welcomed and comfortable in his presence.

I can imagine he was then welcomed with a shower of kisses and embraces from family and friends who have gone before him. The love would be almost overwhelming, at first, but it would eventually temper and they would just remain in silence and awe at the fact they were standing together in the light and presence of Jesus himself.

But, of course, Jason would realize he could finally get some answers to some long-awaited questions from the Creator of the Universe whose eyes, fixed on this newly welcomed child of God, were eagerly inviting him to ask.

So, he steps forward, clears his throat and starts with his prelude.

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