Eight years ago today, I was holding my daddy's hand as he left the pain and suffering of this world and stepped into the beauty of eternal life. So today, I'm remembering him, and choosing to celebrate today in a special way.
Just as we celebrate spring's new life, seeing the signs of life budding on the bare branches of winter's fury, and realizing what appeared to be dead and gone was very much alive; it is with hope, that we anticipate the beauty that is certain to spring forth. And it is with confidence that we know that all those who, before leaving this life, accepted the free gift of salvation through the sacrifice of Jesus, we will embrace again!
And next weekend, as we gather to celebrate a new life that is soon to be making his or her debut, my daddy's first great grand child will remind us that even in the natural world, the enemy doesn't destroy the seed. He doesn't win.
Happy Daddy's Home Going Day!
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