We got home from Oahu, Hawaii, at about 1:00 am this morning. It was an incredible 10 days of relaxing, hunting, and hanging out with our kids and grandkids. The only bad thing is having to leave. Lazarus died and then was brought back to life by Jesus. I assume he was in Paradise and then got jerked back to this life; that must have been a bummer. If that had happened in our day, he would have written a book about his experiences and made a bunch of money. Hawai’i was amazing but not even close to what heaven will be like. I am unsure if it was the walking I did while hunting, the sitting in the airport and on the airplane, or the strange bed, but I came home with a painful hip. It hurts like the dickens, and I can hardly walk. I don’t know if it is my hip or my sciatica from my back, but whatever, it is excruciating. So now I am rejoicing because of the wonderful trip and the bum hip. It is easier to rejoice about the trip than the hip, but that is what I need to do.

We can rejoice about the past, the present, and the future. I have many wonderful memories of past events, blessings, and experiences, and I often reminisce about those memories now, and I get great joy from them. I often think of the future with my glorified body being with Jesus, trying to imagine what that will be like. I rejoice about the present because Jesus calls me to do that, and occasionally, I rejoice because I am in Hawaii, but most often, I am not in Hawaii, and I am in pain. Oh well, I am getting older, and heaven is getting closer. I have so many great memories of the past, so rejoicing always, even with a bum hip, is a piece of cake.