Tread the verge of Jordan

I always liked that phrase.  The next phrase says, “bid my anxious fears subside.”

Today I sat in our local seniors manor.  There you will find those who are not only treading the verge of Jordan, they have their toes on the shore.  Now, with Alzheimer’s, I’m not sure the depth of anxious fears.  For others, whose minds are ready – their spirits may not be so.

That’s where I find a trust in Jesus makes a difference.  Sure, there is the matter of being torn by family ties.  Or disturbed by those we will not continue to invite into our daily lives.  But, overall, there is also a sense of anticipation of the next adventure.

Where I have friends with such an outlook, the visit is inspiring.  I guess it’s the others who quiver at the coldness of the crossing that make me sad.  And also make me want to continue to visit and present a better way – the way through Jesus that leads to the other side with joy, while living here in peace!