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Mark’s Last Verse
Mark’s Last Verse
February 1, 2026
12 May the Lord make your love increase and overflow for each other and for everyone else, just as ours does for you.
13 May he strengthen your hearts so that you will be blameless and holy in the presence of our God and Father when our Lord Jesus comes with all his holy ones. (1 Thessalonians 3:12–13, NIV84)
This was the last Bible verse sent to followers and friends of my retired pastor and co-author Mark Sutton. Mark fought with pulmonary fibrosis for the past twenty some odd years and received a lung transplant nine years ago. Over the last year, he suffered rejection and there was nothing to be done. He passed away quietly and peacefully on Sunday, February 1, 2026 with his wife, Donna, by his side.
I cannot write what my heart wants to say about Mark at this moment, but I will post something soon. Be in prayer for Donna, his wife; Amy, Jennifer, and Sarah, Mark’s daughters; and Rick and Nancy Donna’s daughters.
The Holidays are Here?!?
I’m facing major surgery on December 4th. That’s just three days short of the anniversary of the infamous attack on Pearl Harbor in 1941. Whenever this time of year approaches, I jump into full Christmas mode beginning on November 1. But, this year will be different. Christmas celebration for us will be dialed back a bit.
So, I have already put up our “Homecoming Tree”. It is not yet decorated and sits in our living room waiting for its mantle of shiny decorations. This year, Sherry has decided to dig out all of our vintage Precious Moments decorations. Some of these date back 40 years! Decorating the tree will be quite nostalgic!
I guess it is fitting that this is the year I release my novelization of “The Homecoming Tree”, a play I wrote and directed at Brookwood Baptist Church in 2005. In looking back through my photographs of that play, I found one of my father. Sean, my son, took those photos on black and white film and when we developed them, yes, developed them — not digital, the developing process left artifacts on the photographs. These artifacts resembled what you would see on a genuine old film. Here is the photograph of my father as he is looking up at the set for the play.
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