Ok, so today is a day I have not been looking forward to for a long time. Many people don't know but today is the one year anniversary of my daddy's passing. I am having a hard time realizing it has already been a year. I still really miss him, he liked to hear about all the stuff I was doing and there has been so much going on in my life that I would have loved to tell him about. The really sad depressed part of me is a bit jealous that he gets to be with Jesus before I do, but the thankful happy side of me is glad that I am here to finish the work set before me. I know I will have a chance to tell him all about my crazy misadventures someday, so I am satisfied for now.
My daddy's passing was such a surprise, beyond all comprehension. He was in the best health of his life, but a pastor friend of mine explained it to me like this and it put my heart to ease. A man was on his deathbed, when a pastor was called in to pray over him so that he might have a miraculous recovery and be well again. The pastor went in to pray, and when he bowed his head God would not let him pray for this man's health. Rather God spoke to this pastor saying.
This man was close to Me when he was young, and he strayed far from me when he grew older, and most recently he has come close again. So I am going to take him home to be with Me while I have such a close relationship with him.
This is much the way I see my dad's passing, my dad was raised in a Christian home and was very active in his church. In his teenage and into his adulthood he had grown far from God. A few years ago I can still remember getting the call my mom telling me that she had been saved and my dad was rededicate his life. Just thinking about it now bring me such joy. I think God took my dad home to be with Him in heaven, because He knew my dad was walking close to Him. God did not want my dad to suffer through the continuing loss of his sight, or take the chance that my dad might stray from Him again. So while I miss my dad very much, but I know that he missed much suffering and was ready to go when he did. I know without a doubt in my mind that my daddy was saved, and I will meet him again in heaven.
So while this day is a sad one, it is also a victorious one, and I do not weep as those without any hope, I KNOW I will meet my daddy again.
My daddy's passing was such a surprise, beyond all comprehension. He was in the best health of his life, but a pastor friend of mine explained it to me like this and it put my heart to ease. A man was on his deathbed, when a pastor was called in to pray over him so that he might have a miraculous recovery and be well again. The pastor went in to pray, and when he bowed his head God would not let him pray for this man's health. Rather God spoke to this pastor saying.
This man was close to Me when he was young, and he strayed far from me when he grew older, and most recently he has come close again. So I am going to take him home to be with Me while I have such a close relationship with him.
This is much the way I see my dad's passing, my dad was raised in a Christian home and was very active in his church. In his teenage and into his adulthood he had grown far from God. A few years ago I can still remember getting the call my mom telling me that she had been saved and my dad was rededicate his life. Just thinking about it now bring me such joy. I think God took my dad home to be with Him in heaven, because He knew my dad was walking close to Him. God did not want my dad to suffer through the continuing loss of his sight, or take the chance that my dad might stray from Him again. So while I miss my dad very much, but I know that he missed much suffering and was ready to go when he did. I know without a doubt in my mind that my daddy was saved, and I will meet him again in heaven.
So while this day is a sad one, it is also a victorious one, and I do not weep as those without any hope, I KNOW I will meet my daddy again.
posted by Jimmy at 11:21 AM
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