Saturday, November 22, 2008

Daddy

I mentioned in the previous post that my father was not interested in family history. Lest you form the notion that he did not care about people, be disabused of that idea. My father was truly a people person, a righteous man and a minister of the gospel who took scripture literally, even to Paul's admonition to Timothy, Neither give heed to fables and endless genealogies, which minister questions, rather than godly edifying which is in faith: so do. 1Tm:1:4. And so Dad did. He devoted his life to the dissemination of the Gospel of Jesus Christ in loving and earnest endeavor to bring people to the Savior.

His ministry was enhanced, supported and in great measure made possible by Mother. Mom was a prayer warrior, a minister in her own right, but always believing that her primary ministry was in the support of Dad's work and in the tending of her family.

Though I miss them both, their work lives on in the lives of those with whom they came in contact. And I know that they live on in the eternal reward that the Lord and Savior has prepared for them.

Have you met Jesus?

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