...you never know when today is the last one.
Just as I was arriving at a wedding rehearsal in The Colony this evening, I got a phone call that the groom's grandfather had suffered a heart attack and died about 90 minutes earlier. At the venue, only the best man and father of the bride were there; everyone else was at the hospital.
My heart aches for this family, and especially the bride and groom. The wedding will go on tomorrow, but there's no way it will be quite the same for the couple. What should be the happiest Saturday of their life will have a shadow over it.
However, we'll deal with it, perhaps with a moment of silence for his memory. It's absolutely no disrespect to the grandfather for the couple to celebrate on their wedding day. And it's also no disrespect to the couple to have a solemn moment in memory of a grandparent.
I currently have 4 grandchildren and one on the way. If God should call me on the day one of them is to be married, I absolutely want them to go on with the ceremony.
My prayers are with Elizabeth and Elliott and their families.
Blessings,
Ken
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