Would you all bless my heart by remembering our sweet blogging friend, Susan (most folks just call her “runner mom”), in prayer this week? Susan’s father, Mr. James Furman, passed away unexpectedly into the arms of his heavenly Father this past Saturday. He’d just arrived home from turning on the heat at his church in preparation for Sunday services and mentioned to Mrs. Lib (his bride of fifty-six years) that he wasn’t feeling well. Moments later, Mr. James moved from his earthly “tent” into his heavenly dwelling, and all the angels of heaven stood by to watch him make his glorious entrance to his Father’s throne.
Tomorrow, Mrs. Lib, Susan, and the rest of the family will stand graveside to memorialize the life and witness of Mr. James Furman. I understand him to be a fine, Godly man, who lived his life on purpose and with the hope of heaven reigning supreme. I certainly know him and Mrs. Lib to be the parents of one extraordinary daughter.
I highly esteem Susan, as does my family. She’s a faith walker, and I am privileged to count her as my good friend. (What kind of person drives five hours to meet an “internet” friend, sight unseen, and live under her roof for two nights with her exceptionally bizarre and wild family–all because she was willing to take a few pictures for said “internet” friend’s book? I’ll let you decide.)
peace for the journey,
PS: If any of you would like to send Susan a card in the mail, please e-mail me, and I will send you her address. Her computer is currently not cooperating with her life. Shalom.You might also like...