Crater Lake Reflections on Burial Day

The wind sounded like waves rustling through the pines, not a gentle whisper, but a mighty push.

Down below on the surface of Crater Lake, Wyoming I could see the wind in a way I never had before as it moved the surface of the water.

The Holy Spirit of scripture is often referred to as a breath or a wind, and He is part of the Godhead we are taught about and invited to reside with here on earth. He is the foretaste of heaven.

May He rest on us today as we go to celebrate the passing of one of His children from this dirt globe into the brilliant presence of God for eternity. May that knowledge fill, comfort, and assure us of the promises of the good news of Jesus Christ, that He has overcome death, hell, and the grave.

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