There are some people in our lives who continue to help us and influence us long after they are no longer with us. Myra, my beloved wife of blessed memory, remains a powerful influence in my life.

One of the rewards of “downsizing” or going through boxes that have been stashed away in storage is the discovery of things we may not have seen in a great many years. Out of one of the many boxes I have came a sermon that I wrote in May of 1988.