Don’t hail me when I am gone
I am the Holy Grail you can’t see
You will know when am gone
It would have been too late then
Why do we always have to wait till it’s over before we recognize how blessed we were to have certain people in our lives, as God’s precious gift? One of the problems with our culture is that we are so quick to judge and condemn people; which sadly blind us from seeing the good in others. I have read a lot about people who made an indelible mark in their own generation, but were never appreciated, honored or respected by their own people, and died in isolation; later to be hailed as great saints or achievers.
He came to that which was his own, but his own did not receive him. (John 1:11 NIV)
He came to his own people, and even…
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