Sunday, July 22, 2012

My Uncle Was Wrong Once

When I was a kid my great uncle always amazed me with his wisdom, and everything he said I took as the gospel truth.  But one thing I remember him saying to my aunt, which I assumed was true at the time, really wasn't.  The story goes like this...

I went over to my uncle's house one afternoon and, as usual, there were umpteen kids running in and out of the house slamming doors and making so much noise you couldn't hear yourself think.  And, as usual, my uncle was sitting in his favorite chair, with his favorite hat on(yup, he wore it all the time), in his favorite place beside the big old wood cook stove in the kitchen doing his favorite thing; half asleep and oblivious to the ruckus going on around him.  Right in the middle of all the chaos my aunt yells, "I wish I could get some peace and quiet around here".  My uncle lifted his chin from his chest, looks out from under the brim of his hat and says, "The only real peace and quiet you're gonna get is when you die.  You're gonna be put in a pine box and put in a hole in the ground and covered up with six foot of dirt.  That's gonna be everyone's peace and quiet".

I think that was the first time I really thought about dying and it really put a scare in me.  All I could think about was being put in a box and being buried forever.  But like I said, my uncle was wrong.  Many years later I read this... "And the effect of righteousness will be peace, and the result of righteousness quietness and trust forever"...Isaiah 32:17

Heaven's gonna be my peace and quiet.

Inspired by "The Bible"

1 comment:

Emily said...

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