I went to the funeral of an old college friend today. Whenever that kind of thing happens for sure a lot of reminiscing follows. Greg died from brain cancer that he had been battling for awhile, and leaves behind a nice family who are all believers. The last time I actually saw Greg was way back in 1970, but in 1990 he sent me an email and we corresponded regularly since then. A lot of what we wrote about when we emailed back and forth was about the things we did in college, and what we were doing now. Today as I sat in the funeral thinking about our days together when we were both just out of high school, it seemed so close, like it was just a week ago, and I had this thought that life is like a blink of an eye. We often get so worked up over things we won’t remember next year, and if we could remember them close to the end of our life they would seem so trivial.