It’s still so strange to me. I spoke with him Thursday night, and again on Friday night. We ministered with him Saturday night up at “The Cross”, and when he gave the invitation, he said something to the effect of “you never know when it might be your last day…” and the next day he passed away.
I didn’t really know Ed Duke very well. From what I’ve heard he spent most of his life in a rebellious state. However, the last few years he had fully surrendered to and fallen in love with Jesus. He had a ministry that had drawn many others closer to Christ. Maybe Jesus had waited so long for Ed’s love that he just decided to bring him on home.
I’m honored that we were able to serve him on Saturday night. I’m honored that we were able to lead worship.
Thanking God for His mercy and grace, for Ed’s changed heart, and for mine.
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It makes all of the hastle with the details worth it...
What an apropos way of capturing what some of us are feeling. Perfect.
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