This morning, at 4:15am, I felt compelled to send my friend Derek Bell the following message. Today is the day after round 73 of chemotherapy and often it comes with being tired and sometimes an inability to sleep.
So…instead of just lying in bed I grabbed my iPhone and sent Derek the following.
Candidly, I believe we’re just getting started with our friendship and our kingdom collaboration, as I’ve never been more hopeful, joy filled, and certain of my mission and you are a large part of that. I see you in my life to the end of My Final Chapter and I believe we need to discuss your role in that as it would be cruel of me to expect Tracey Caperton Murtha and Jackson to have to plan what could be a large memorial service with friends from near and far.
I believe it would be prudent for you and me to think through every detail surrounding my departure and this party and we should share this with the board (Leading with a Limp), securing their buy in and participation.
Initially the details that come to mind for me are:
– The location for the Memorial Service secured
– The band, Tim Akers & the Smoking Section, secured
– The speakers secured (Todd Wagner, Darren Tyler, Zac Murtha, & Jossy Chacko)
– Compensation for you, and the entire extravaganza, should be addressed
– The mission and purpose of said extravaganza should be established
All Tracey and Jackson should have to do, when the time comes, is open our fireproof box, which has yet to be purchased, and grab the folders containing my estate information. From Life Insurance, to will, to what to do with my stuff, and finally a card which reads, “For my cremation, my memorial service, and any final arrangements…call Derek Bell.”
If we have planned well then you will send one email that will trigger the engagement of all who have agreed to participate.
If we’re successful in retrieving email addresses and if I’m effective in encouraging, challenging, and loving my friends well, both those I’ve known for 50 years, those I’ve never laid eyes on, and the nurse we happen to meet in hospice, our next party should dwarf Tracey and my shared 50th birthday.
Please know I do not believe, in any way, this is about me. No. This is about me being intentional about loving, encouraging, and challenging those in attendance to live simply, to slow down, and say yes to the still small voice of the Holy Spirit, ultimately choosing to say yes to Jesus, and participating in his larger story…the adventure of a lifetime.
There will be people there who are peers in our faith and those who don’t know Jesus, yet. So…I want every single person there to be confronted with the life giving truth found in the gospel and the joy that can only be found in living in reckless abandon to the will of God himself.
It’s my hope and prayer the yet to be purchased fire proof box will not have to be opened anytime soon, but it wouldn’t be prudent for us to not have a plan in place, just in case.
Again, I feel fine, but a part of my finishing well includes the details mentioned in this message and some we’ve not even considered.
As I said at the beginning of this marathon email. I love you and I’m thankful for our partnership / friendship in the gospel.
Are you in? What will it cost me? 😉
This morning Tracey woke me at 9:30am and asked if I knew anything about the SenturySafe Fireproof box sitting on our front porch? First I thought, that Jeff Bezos and Amazon are amazing. I purchased nothing, but they knew what I needed and presto…it had already been delivered!
But the truth is, it was approximately 5 hours after sending this email and Derek had already gotten up and run by Home Depot and purchased the fireproof box for my family and me.
That is exactly what a friend who is interested in assisting you in finishing well does, and I couldn’t be more thankful.
Will you join my family and me at my Memorial Service? It will be an absolute blast, I promise.
Happy Easter! He is risen…he is risen ended.