We were sitting on the sidewalk outside a cafe in London enjoying the warm sunshine and a coffee when a large crowd appeared marching down the street. It turned out to be a Good Friday procession. It was encouraging to see such a large group of believers expressing their faith. After they passed, I began to listen in on an interesting conversation taking place behind me.

To paraphrase Benjamin Franklin, the only things you can be certain of are life, death and taxes. If that’s the case, this week proved to me he was right. Last Saturday, I led the funeral service for my mother, who went home to be with the Lord in March. It was a wonderful time, shared with family and more friends than we expected. Mum had longed to be with the Lord and with my Dad, and at 98 she had indeed the run the race and done it faithfully.

As we approach Easter, let me tell you a story which may shock, amaze,
confound or inspire you. Over twenty-five years ago, I met a remarkable
man called John Babu. I later spoke at his church and taught at his Bible
College, and we became good friends. John was a senior security advisor to
Indira Gandhi, the Prime Minister of India.

Beginnings and endings are important.  A right beginning is often the key to a good ending.

 We are currently at the end of a season in one place and about to start a season in another.  Our lives consist these days of short seasons in many places, so there are lots of beginnings and lots of endings, and we need to get all of them as right as we can.

What happens to us when we become consumed with anger and bitterness because other people have it better off than we do? And when those are people who have no place for God in their lives?

 Asaph had an experience just like that and, conveniently for us, he wrote it down. You can find it in the seventy-third Psalm. Asaph had become obsessed with the apparent financial success of people he describes as entirely undeserving of God’s blessing.