May 07, 2012
Dad died one year ago today. "When we've been there ten thousand years, bright shining as the sun. We've no less days to sing His praise, then when we've first begun." (What a Day That Will Be)
I'm so grateful. When I look back and see how the Hand of God was working in Dad's final days on this earth, I just stand amazed. I'm so grateful for the Christian heritage Dad gave us. I have such wonderful memories of the last five years of Dad's life. Dad mellowed into a warm gentle spirit. We had so many great family moments and celebrations, especially the last six months of his life. I'm grateful we have a video of Easter Sunday as we celebrated his 90th birthday.* I'm grateful there were no barriers between myself and Dad. No words were left unspoken. I'm grateful I had the opportunity to pray Dad "into" heaven. What a blessing to watch him take his last breath on this earth and know we were with his physical body when his spirit stepped into heaven and into the very presence of God.
Thank-you again God, for allowing me that opportunity.
*And who could ever forget the special relationship between Dad and our Chocolate Lab named "Dozer" who he affectionately called "his Parpy dog." We took Dozer to see Dad every Sunday night for months. Our maniac puppy who never sat still for a moment would climb up on Dad's lap or lie beside him on his bed and just snuggle. Dozer brought Dad so much joy in the last months of his life. I will forever treasure the memories of seeing the special love and bond between Dad and Dozer, aka "Parpy dog." The feelings were mutual.
Dad died one year ago today. "When we've been there ten thousand years, bright shining as the sun. We've no less days to sing His praise, then when we've first begun." (What a Day That Will Be)
I'm so grateful. When I look back and see how the Hand of God was working in Dad's final days on this earth, I just stand amazed. I'm so grateful for the Christian heritage Dad gave us. I have such wonderful memories of the last five years of Dad's life. Dad mellowed into a warm gentle spirit. We had so many great family moments and celebrations, especially the last six months of his life. I'm grateful we have a video of Easter Sunday as we celebrated his 90th birthday.* I'm grateful there were no barriers between myself and Dad. No words were left unspoken. I'm grateful I had the opportunity to pray Dad "into" heaven. What a blessing to watch him take his last breath on this earth and know we were with his physical body when his spirit stepped into heaven and into the very presence of God.
Thank-you again God, for allowing me that opportunity.
"The death of one who belongs to the LORD is precious in his sight." Psalm 116:15I'm grateful I had the opportunity to be with Mom and Dad every step of the way. No regrets. Absolutely no regrets. I am so grateful my relationship with Mom was restored years ago. Another way (the lawsuit) God used for good that which was meant for our harm. It's interesting how some people are just plain toxic. When my sister and I were close, my other family relationships were all strained. When my relationship with my sister was broken, ALL the other relationships were restored. Sometimes you cannot recognize the toxicity of a situation until you are out of it. Another reason to be grateful for "the storm." Thank-you, Jesus.
*And who could ever forget the special relationship between Dad and our Chocolate Lab named "Dozer" who he affectionately called "his Parpy dog." We took Dozer to see Dad every Sunday night for months. Our maniac puppy who never sat still for a moment would climb up on Dad's lap or lie beside him on his bed and just snuggle. Dozer brought Dad so much joy in the last months of his life. I will forever treasure the memories of seeing the special love and bond between Dad and Dozer, aka "Parpy dog." The feelings were mutual.
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