Day Forthy Three

Some musings from the weekend. Today was the funeral for Will Chamberlin. Will was a friend that I met through First Presbyterian. It was an inspiration to be in the service. It was the most uplifting funeral I have attended in many years. Even though Will died way too early in life, what he did with his life was an inspiration to all men. He lived it. He loved it. He embraced it.

Last evening some of the young men who attended the men's weekend at the barn spent the night at the house. They spent most of the evening around the campfire at the back of the property. It was extremely exciting to find them actively engaged in the weekend experience. I think that the men's weekend was the start of something extremely large and powerful.

When preparing for the college sunday school class that I teach I found a new insight about the sermon on the mount. Finding some of the historical definitions of the key words, it is very apparent that the sermon on the mount was a pathway to discovery, and the beatitudes are the key that unlocks the door. They offer a sequence of understandings and actions that manifests the kingdom within us.