My day started out just fine. I didn’t want to get up when the alarm went off at 5:40, but did anyway. Rhonda and I had our normal morning routine  and then went off to work. I had my day planned and was about to leave to visit patients when my plans were changed.

Someone I know had just passed away, and the family wanted me to come. I’ve been a pastor for a long time. I have visited with a lot of families who had just lost loved ones. I even had a conversation with a friend at Crossroads Church this past Sunday about how my job doesn’t get to me.

But this visit was different. I thought about the emotion Jesus felt at Lazarus’ tomb.

33 When Jesus saw her weeping and saw the other people wailing with her, a deep anger welled up within him, and he was deeply troubled. 34 “Where have you put him?” he asked them. They told him, “Lord, come and see.” 35 Then Jesus wept.

John 11:33-35 (NLT)

It was tough for me to see this family hurting. I sat with them, prayed with them, held them, and listened to them. I wept with them.

As Rhonda and I were finishing our supper, we got a call from Matthew (our son-in-law) that he and Heather were going to the hospital. Heather was in labor! Rhonda and I prayed for them and thanked God for his blessings. I left to teach a class at Crossroads, but it was really hard to focus knowing you’re about to be a granddad. So, I went home so I could be with Rhonda and get up-to-the-minute news on Facebook (would rather be there but Brooklyn, NY is a long way from Atlanta, GA).

So, I have been riding the emotional swing today … from sorrow to joy! God is good.