Love is important to God

by Craig on September 30, 2011

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“One Solitary Life” was read at the service…
and these words too, broke me down and built me up.

This is part three of Sara’s funeral service, part one is here, two is here.

As the words are read, I realize that in the eyes of the world my life has been an abject failure…
no money, no fame, no power, no bride, no children.
I’m reminded that what’s important to the world means little in the eyes of eternity.
Lack of worldly success is to not be like Donald Trump…

But. Like. Jesus…

…child of a peasant…worked in a carpenter shop until He was thirty. Then for three years…an itinerant preacher…never owned a home…wrote a book….held an office…had a family…never traveled two hundred miles from the place He was born… no credentials but Himself…popular opinion turned against him. His friends ran away…He was nailed upon a cross between two thieves…He was laid in a borrowed grave through the pity of a friend.
…today He is a centerpiece of the human race…all the armies that ever marched…navies ever built…kings that ever reigned, put together, have not affected the life of man upon this earth as powerfully as has that one solitary life.

Quel est important au monde n’est pas important à Dieu

What is important to the world is not important to God.

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Love….

is important…

to God.

Why can’t I remember this!?

What defined Sara most? Money? Power? Fame?

No…

faith, and love, and choosing joy while she was stripped of everything else.

Ciò che è importante al mondo non è importante a Dio

What is important to the world is not important to God.

Love is important. All that love is – that’s what’s important to God.

Sara’s priest spoke of remembering Sara…
and the spot in the church where she stood…
in her white Confirmation dress…
the old, he was comfortable with…
the new…
he stumbled a little on the new. ツ

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Speaking of how he found the “One Solitary Man” essay, “I googled it like a young person would.”

And stating that Sarah’s blog yesterday had over a million hits in one day. That’s the total number. It’s not just him. People outside our community don’t really don’t get blogs do they?

He made note of our world – the world of the internets – and it was Sara’s world…

“…all those touched by her by twitter, facebook, blog…”

These glimpses into each other’s lives – the connection we have is kind of miraculous isn’t it?

These two pictures are from Sara’s Wall Mural in her Condo

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And I need to let you know…

I’m crying again…

but these tears aren’t those of sadness…

they come with a smile…

a joy.

Funerals aren’t needed by those who have left this earth.

They’re for those left behind.

“I do not want people to think it’s about me…it’s about Jesus Christ.” ~ Sara

And a baby in the pews kept saying “uh oh”…

and timed one of them perfectly…

as if on cue…

for the end of the sermon.

Sara’s service concludes here, would you consider clicking over to finish this with me?

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Melissa September 30, 2011 at 9:31 am

Amen. What really matters isn’t the car I drive (whew!), my number of Twitter followers, or the square footage of my home. I’m thankful for the gifts that God has given me, but I also realize that they can be taken away at any time. What’s important–and enduring–is the love.

I love Sara’s wall full of quotes and pictures. I had to smile when I saw the block that says, “It’s all good.” Life is HARD! Lately, though, I keep getting reminded of the hymn “It is well with my soul,” and “It’s all good” seems like another way to express the same idea. (As an aside, do you know the story of Horatio Spafford, who wrote that hymn? Definitely worth reading.)

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Craig September 30, 2011 at 11:00 am

First – what’s your twitter addy – I have to follow someone with your kind of heart!! I found a while back that “blessings” – those gifts you speak of – those are different from being “blessed”. I have very, VERY few blessings – but I know that I am blessed beyond words. I just need reminding – or I need to remind myself – too often. And love? Love. Is. The. Thing. And Sara’s wall, there’s not a wasted spot – everything is deep, up, and motivational – it was the post those pictures came from that was the first one of hers I read. The girl was – the girl IS – full of awesome. And I don’t know the story of Horatio Spafford – hold on – let me Google….

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remember the baby’s words from my post – roh roh – I got extra blessings as I googled Horatio Stafford – turns out I knew his story – also turns out that he wrote “it is well with my soul” – one of my very, very, very favorite hymns. Turns out John Newton wrote Amazing Grace – one of my favorites – and funny – I just thought that may be where the name for the shoe “Amazing Race” came from – hmmmmm – anyway that was fun – and Amazing Grace is now maybe the top because of Sara. Thank you for that little Google diversion – it made me smile – please make sure I get your twitter addy – it’s good to smile again ツ

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Melissa September 30, 2011 at 2:14 pm

I’m glad you got a smile from that. :)

I spend very little time on Twitter, but my addy there is FC_Melissa. I haven’t been blogging much, either, just because life has been getting in the way. I didn’t link to my blog in the first comment, but I’ll add it now. :)

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Craig September 30, 2011 at 6:57 pm

thank you Melissa – and you’re from New Jersey – are you a Jets fan or a Giants fan, and Mets or Yankees? I was born in Brooklyn. ツ and I look forward to reading you ツ God bless.

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Melissa October 1, 2011 at 9:41 am

I grew up a little south of here, where almost everyone liked the Philadelphia teams. I never could find it in my heart to root for the Phillies or the Eagles, though: I’m a Yankees girl.

I’m less of a football fan, but I like both the Giants and the Jets–for different reasons.

Which teams are your favorites?

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Craig October 1, 2011 at 11:18 am

I forgive you for being a Yankees girl – I’m a jealous and long suffeing Mets fan – but go J.E.T.S. jets jets jets – this last decade plus has been all good times for Yankees girls – happy for you :)

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Melissa October 2, 2011 at 12:16 pm

It’s okay: My husband and my son are both Mets fans, so I understand the affliction. (Just kidding.)

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Cora September 30, 2011 at 10:13 am

That wall just moved me. I couldn’t stop looking at it. How in the world could anyone remove that???? It makes me want to start a wall — a place of inspiration, commitment, joy, etc. WOW!!!!! I wonder if I could be REALLY honest — right down to the very core of me type of honest —- I wonder what really matters to me???? If anything came of Sara’s life (and death!), it is the soul searching for the answer to two things: What (or who) really matters in my life, and what will I do about it?

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Craig September 30, 2011 at 11:27 am

sadly, it’s a condo, so I suspect someone will remove it – I didn’t really stop to think about that – if I were there I’d remove the wall and replace it – then sell the condo. And guess what? I still have a wall – and a horse on it – with a bunch of posties – I guess soon I’ll have to get back to that. No? I wonder if my positive replacements will be easier now. And those questions? Good questions. God bless you Cora!

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Katie September 30, 2011 at 9:27 pm

Oh her wall is beautiful! It speaks deep to my heart and inspires me just in a picture. I have thought about you and many I know who have loved Sara this week a lot.

“Love is important to God! Why can’t I remember this?”

Good question that I ask myself often……….. which is why He keeps reminding us.

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Craig October 1, 2011 at 6:33 am

I heart that wall too, Katie. There are things we can do to make darkness lighter – and sometimes we don’t do anything – we just wallow in the dark. And then we (read I) just complain about the lack of light. I know she must’ve had her moments of darkness and doubt and fear – but she did everything she could to allow as much light as possible into that condominium – and into her life. And love is the thing – and nowhere in 1cor love does it talk of worldly riches or fame or worldly power – I have a whole blog about it and I forget. Bless His heart that He, as you put it, keeps reminding us. God bless you Katie, thank you.

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Katie October 1, 2011 at 8:35 am

A friend said to me once…. and he was quoting from somewhere, but I don’t know where…. “I would rather walk in the darkness with Jesus, than the light alone.” He said this to me back when I was first working through the abuse I endured, which was a hard dark place to be but necessary for God to bring any healing. So wallow in the dark with Jesus when necessary, just be sure to take him with you into the darkness… He will never leave nor forsake us, so he goes to those dark places with us.

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Craig October 2, 2011 at 9:33 am

so true Katie, I would rather be in the dark with Him than to be surrounded in light and not have him. That old hymn, I’d rather have Jesus, I wasn’t brought up in the church so I didn’t know it until hearing it from Sandi Patty. It hit me from the very first time – and remains a favorite. And thank you, thank you for the reminder to take Jesus into the darkness. We all have the darkness – as long as we have him – well – that’s the thing. And God was all in and through and around and above and below this darkness of this last month. God bless you Katie

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