It has been a very difficult past couple of weeks. I have experienced something in my life that I cannot describe to you unless you to have experienced it. I have a big hole in my heart because last Monday night April 6th, my Daddy died. It was not unexpected, we had even began making arrangements for him, but there is nothing that can prepare you for that loss. I have no regrets for the last couple of weeks with him. I had stayed the night the 2nd and 3rd caring for him at night so Mom could sleep. I had rubbed his back, tried to get some nourishment into him and making sure he was comfortable. I think before I left, he knew who I was and I was able to tell him goodbye. I didn't make it back to his bedside before he left this world. God in his infinite wisdom knows why I was hindered. Maybe my children didn't need to be there in their young age.
He left a great legacy of a caring, kind man and some big shoes to follow in for all of us. At the visitation on Wednesday night, it truly amazed me at how many people came. There were distant cousins, and friend from long past. There were also friends and family there for all of us children. The line continued steadily for the whole 2 hours we were there. That speaks volumes of who my Dad was even after being out of the community for 10 years. All that said, the biggest legacy he left was his Christian faith. I know I will see him again and that comforts me not because it's some wishful thinking that I hold onto as I cling to my faith. I don't cling. The belt of truth is fastened securely around my waist.
What about yours?
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