Tonight I had the craziest thought: do I want to be buried or cremated? I decided I want to be buried. Burying lets me have a tombstone. A tombstone lets me have an epitaph. An epitaph lets me have a message. A message allows me to keep speakingafter I’m not here to say it. I’m not sure how I’ll craft my epitaph, but I know I want it to include my favorite bible verse: We are pressed on every side by troubles, but we are not crushed. We are perplexed, but not driven to despair. We are hunted down, but never abandoned by God. We get knocked down, but we are not destroyed. Isn’t it cool that even when I’m 6 feet under there, God can still speak through ushere? I think that’s awesome!