‘He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death’ or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away. He who was seated on the throne said, “I am making everything new!” Then he said, “Write this down, for these words are trustworthy and true.” Revelation 21:4-5
When the last rites are given. The last drop of medicine and fluid is administered, and your daddy prays over his daddy for the last time.
When it's your last living grandparent and you feel numb to the reality of it all.
It's the regret of not investing more time with those you love.
It's the joy of knowing his loneliness, sickness, and desperate need for each breath is now all gone.
It's resting in Jesus that all was well with him and Him.
It's the heaviness you feel in the deepest part of your heart for your daddy.
It's the confident assurance that Christ is present and tending to the things we can't see and the things we are unable to do in the state of sorrow.
In all things rejoice. In life, in death, in sickness, in health, in sorrow... in all things.
He was a man of few words and a man of many words. He loved in unusual ways, loud ways, and sometimes in ways uncharacteristic to many of us. But he loved.
His laugh was sweet, contagious and always brought a smile to your face.
He was a serious man. A workin' man. A social man. And a hands on man.
He loved tools like no ones business, and he loved them organized.
If you think about your memories of him, it would be his tools. He was a tool connoisseur. His love for breakfast and his 6 kids.
He loved his grand kids and great grand kids.
He was a blessed man. And now a man at rest, at peace, finally at home.
He was a loved man.
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