Dead Lizard!

That's Right, the Lizard is dead.  Sunny was my Bearded Dragon who lived very comfortably in a large glass container in our front parlor.  Unlike most common house-hold pets, like dogs or cats, Sunny required very little attention or maintenance.  Crickets were her (although we mostly called her a him) favorite meal, yet she was just as content eating up a pile of roman lettuce leaves.

As several of the grand-kids arrived at the house today, the first place they went was to the front room to see Sunny.  "Hey Pop Pop, where's Sunny?  I don't see him in his cage." My reply was simple, "Sunny's dead, you're here to help me bury him."  They were a little surprised, but then excited at the possibilities of such a great adventure.  They decorated a box (coffin), completed digging the hole, and assisted in the internment.  They even provided the flowers (leaves) for the grave.

I wish we could all look at death with a simple, child-like faith, and see the adventure in it.  For those of us who's faith is in Christ for their salvation, we are confident that our absence from the body means to be present with our Lord.  There is no sorrow in that thought, only the adventures of heaven. 

Another exciting day at our house ...


Chuck