(WRITTEN 7/29/11)
At 7:30 am I got the call from my aunt that my Dad passed away at 5:30 am. I never really got from my Dad what I wanted, "his time". He was consumed with making money for fear of being poor and to show he had self-worth. Yet I will remember the good times for what use is it to dwell on the bad. My Dad did the best he knew how to do given his life circumstances.
God opened a window of opportunity for me last night around 8 am to have some private time with him. I held him even though he was in a partial coma. I prayed over him and told him I loved him and that my sister and I will be fine because he raised us the best he could and that I loved him. I told him it was ok to go to see Jesus now and be young again with no pain or heartache. I sat and read his favorite Psalm from the Holy Bible 103. I then read to him John chapter 14 about God making us a mansion in Heaven for us to live with the Godhead. It was a strange helpless feeling but a grateful one for having one last time to say goodbye. I wished he could have got out of bed and played pitch and catch with me right then and there... but I will have to wait until I enter Heaven myself to have that opportunity.
The only thing I wanted from Dad was his Holy Bible he always read and he gave that to me when his eyes could no longer read the small print. He also gave me his electric razor because I always watched him shave in the morning getting ready for work. Dad sure could spruce up fine and look like a million dollars. Dad owned Stutz Realty Company and did good for a long time. Dad always took my sister and me to the Crawfordsville Horse Auction on Saturday nights in an old Chevy 1956 truck.
I just want anyone who reads this to not think you always have tomorrow because you have no guarantees. Tell the people you love them today and not gamble you have all the time in the world because you do not. Life is short and life is fragile. Truly live, laugh, and love God and others because another candle in the wind has blown out this morning.
Born: May 28th, 1932 Died: July 29th, 2011 Age: 79
At 7:30 am I got the call from my aunt that my Dad passed away at 5:30 am. I never really got from my Dad what I wanted, "his time". He was consumed with making money for fear of being poor and to show he had self-worth. Yet I will remember the good times for what use is it to dwell on the bad. My Dad did the best he knew how to do given his life circumstances.
God opened a window of opportunity for me last night around 8 am to have some private time with him. I held him even though he was in a partial coma. I prayed over him and told him I loved him and that my sister and I will be fine because he raised us the best he could and that I loved him. I told him it was ok to go to see Jesus now and be young again with no pain or heartache. I sat and read his favorite Psalm from the Holy Bible 103. I then read to him John chapter 14 about God making us a mansion in Heaven for us to live with the Godhead. It was a strange helpless feeling but a grateful one for having one last time to say goodbye. I wished he could have got out of bed and played pitch and catch with me right then and there... but I will have to wait until I enter Heaven myself to have that opportunity.
The only thing I wanted from Dad was his Holy Bible he always read and he gave that to me when his eyes could no longer read the small print. He also gave me his electric razor because I always watched him shave in the morning getting ready for work. Dad sure could spruce up fine and look like a million dollars. Dad owned Stutz Realty Company and did good for a long time. Dad always took my sister and me to the Crawfordsville Horse Auction on Saturday nights in an old Chevy 1956 truck.
I just want anyone who reads this to not think you always have tomorrow because you have no guarantees. Tell the people you love them today and not gamble you have all the time in the world because you do not. Life is short and life is fragile. Truly live, laugh, and love God and others because another candle in the wind has blown out this morning.
Born: May 28th, 1932 Died: July 29th, 2011 Age: 79
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Be kind and gracious.