A quick note for those of you were praying for us because the funeral for Mighty Mrs. J's aunt was this morning.
The service went well. It seemed like God used us to minister to folks who are hurting right now. Then everyone came to our house for lunch. It was fun listening to J's family, swapping old family stories. I'm glad we were able to do what we did.
And I'm always amazed how God uses really small gestures in our lives, like hosting lunch at our house, to bless other people.
I also learned something important: apparently, it's wildly inappropriate to pass the offering plate during a funeral. I won't make that mistake again...