My Grandpa's favorite hymn was "Face to Face." After almost two years of having cancer my Grandpa is free from pain and this world and is with his Savior whom he loved so much. He was such a faithful Christian reading and studying God's Word daily, holding his family up in prayer, and leading them in right decisions. Ever since I remember when I would come in the door he would lovingly say "Beth" and inquire what I was doing, always interested and encouraging me in my doings. He worked long days at Philips Lighting but when he would come home we would get hugs, money for cleaning shop metal from his shoes, honey bread and many times we would watch golf together. He also loved birds, the farm, his family and everything to do with Creation. I never remember a time when given the opportunity to give praise to God that he didn't take the opportunity. He often praised God in church services for his family, salvation, and God's goodness. He worked hard to let us have the privilege of growing up on a farm and then every summer to send us to the Wilds camp, where we each grew so much spiritually.
Just like my Grandpa I want to be faithful to God with my time here on earth - in my study of God's Word, my witness, my example, and love. I am thankful for the many years God gave us to know and love Grandpa and I look forward to seeing him one day in heaven.
My Grandpa's favorite hymn was "Face to Face." After almost two years of having cancer my Grandpa is free from pain and this world and is with his Savior whom he loved so much. He was such a faithful Christian reading and studying God's Word daily, holding his family up in prayer, and leading them in right decisions. Ever since I remember when I would come in the door he would lovingly say "Beth" and inquire what I was doing, always interested and encouraging me in my doings. He worked long days at Philips Lighting but when he would come home we would get hugs, money for cleaning shop metal from his shoes, honey bread and many times we would watch golf together. He also loved birds, the farm, his family and everything to do with Creation. I never remember a time when given the opportunity to give praise to God that he didn't take the opportunity. He often praised God in church services for his family, salvation, and God's goodness. He worked hard to let us have the privilege of growing up on a farm and then every summer to send us to the Wilds camp, where we each grew so much spiritually. 
Just like my Grandpa I want to be faithful to God with my time here on earth - in my study of God's Word, my witness, my example, and love. I am thankful for the many years God gave us to know and love Grandpa and I look forward to seeing him one day in heaven.
6 comments:
What a sweet encouragement and peace to know that your grandpa is resting in the arms of Jesus now!
Welcome back home. I am sorry to hear of the home-going of your grandfather. What a great honor to know that he is now at perfect peace . . . peace from the pain and peace from the pain of sin! What a glorious day it will be for us all!
I'm glad you enjoyed your trip back to MI as well!
I second everything you said...what a beautiful tribute to Grandpa! I wish you had had opportunity to read it at the service. I miss his ever-present smile, his welcoming hugs, and his encouraging presence. It makes me sad to think my children will not get to know him as I did. If anyone was ever praying for us, it was him! I told a few people at our church that I was curious how not having his daily prayers would change my life...one man said after giving it a thought that he wondered why he still couldn't intercede for us, now face to face. Interesting thought. Also, just this past Sunday, one woman told me that she had taken up where my grandpa had left off and was now praying for me every morning. It is amazing hoe God encourages our hearts, even in a time of pain and sadness!
What a wonderful heritage you have. Thank you for this post and sharing with us the blessing that your grandfather has been to you. Praise the Lord that you have the hope of seeing him again someday free of sorrow and pain.
That was well said. Thanks, I have not had the time to really ponder dad's departure. Thanks it really helped. Dad
well, I cried all over again reading your comments. It was difficult hearing the music at Jackson's Mill. and I miss seeing him in his orange hat walking past the house or riding the 4 wheeler. BUT...I am SURE that he is STILL sitting at the feet of Jesus marveled and awestruck over our God who He knew so well yet knows even better now!
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