Homesick

Today is the 10th anniversary of my father’s death.  I have been sad today ~ I miss him. 

I am so thankful for the gift of salvation that Jesus Christ has given me.  Because of it, I have the hope of reaching heaven one day.  And the hope of a beautiful reunion with the ones I love.

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“Immeasurably More”

 I am continually amazed at how God’s Word is proved to be true in my life and the lives of people around me.  This week I’ve been thinking a lot about this verse, and I’ve seen God answer prayers in surprising ways – “immeasurably more” than what I could have envisioned.

Ephesians 3:14-21

14For this reason I kneel before the Father, 15from whom his whole family in heaven and on earth derives its name. 16I pray that out of his glorious riches he may strengthen you with power through his Spirit in your inner being, 17so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith. And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, 18may have power, together with all the saints, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, 19and to know this love that surpasses knowledge—that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.  20Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, 21to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen.

I’m including a video here – this song was played at my grandmother’s funeral this week and at my dad’s funeral 10 years ago.  It means a lot to me.  I hope you enjoy it.

If only…

We’d sit in lawn chairs

under a shade tree.

One that he planted

and tended.

He’d reach one hand out, take mine,

and he’d ask

“How are you, love?”

My Dad always called me that.

He’d tell me how his garden was doing.

And about his dog, Max.

Maybe we’d hull and

cut up some strawberries.

And maybe we’d

eat them together.

He’d ask me how my

car was doing.

I’ve been through

a couple of cars since he’s been gone.

But he’d know.

I’d tell him about

my kids.

The ones he’s not met in person

yet.

How Lyndsay is

such a smart girl,

bright and strong.

“A lot like you”,

he’d probably say.

How Derek is

a sensitive, sweet, smart, and

athletic young boy.

How much fun they’d have

watching trains together.

How Allison is

such a cutie pie.

How she’s got everyone

wrapped around her finger.

And how she loves to ham it up.

He’d tell me to

take care of my mom.

To love Dave.

To wipe all the snow

off my car before

driving.

He’d tell me all about

my baby –

the one with him in heaven.

 

I’d thank him for all he did for me.

For loving my mom.

For loving me.

For loving God.

For being the best Dad in the world.

I’d tell him

how much I miss him.

And how I can’t wait

to see him again.

And to join him for the party in heaven.