To live is Christ...

My Uncle Bobby died tonight.
I have a mix of feelings.
We weren't close at all. I saw him this past summer (when my family visited down there in Tennessee) for the first time in almost ten years.
Regardless, he's my mother's brother and her heart will be broken when she finds out (she's at work.. dad doesn't really know how to break it to her).
My eyes well up with tears just at the thought
To be so young and robbed of life from such an awful cancer
To my friends who smoke.. learn from my uncle. His life is over before he is 55.
If not for yourself, quit for the people like my mother, the ones who will be heartbroken when you're gone.


I told Josh Crandell and Calla, amongst a few others, about my uncle's death.
And leave it to them to both send me the Word of God, the most comforting of things:

Psalm 147:3
3 He heals the brokenhearted
And binds up their wounds.

Phillipians 1:21
21 For to me, to live is Christ, and to die is gain.

My Uncle Bobby became a Christian in the months before his death, thank God.
So Josh, you are right. God heals the brokenhearted and makes them whole again.
And Calla, you are right. To live is to live for Christ, but to die is to be with Him.