Heaven for Kevin

Scowling, Missy tossed the newspaper onto the kitchen table. “Oh, how I hate inaccurate obituaries!” She turned to her husband who had nearly spilled his morning coffee due to her outburst. “Kevin’s father passed away twelve years ago, and whoever wrote his obituary made him sound like a saint. Maybe he wrote it himself before he died. But Kevin’s hardly says anything, yet he loved the Lord—and he was such a good friend.”

Mason set his coffee cup on the table and picked up the paper; he scanned those few lines that summarized 53 years. “He suffered a lot because of his earthly father, but now Kevin is forever with his heavenly Father. And obituaries often do misrepresent people. But ultimately, nobody gets away with anything; God knows the whole story. And Kevin’s name was written in the most important publication of all—the Book of Life.”

Missy gave Mason a small smile. “This is true,” she agreed, brushing away a tear. “And someday we will again see Kevin—in heaven.”