Steve's father David went to be with Jesus at 9.30 last night. It is wonderful for him to be with his Lord, but oh, so sad for us!
Lizzy (9) is quietly sad, in her beautifully calm way. Ben (7) has a special sorrow, because he had a wonderful relationship with his Poppa, in the way grandfathers and grandsons sometimes do. Thomas (4) is asking impossible questions. And Andrew (1) is too little to understand.
Please thank God for David's faithful love for God, his loving service for others, and his sure and certain hope of going to heaven. Praise God that he has gone home at last. Please pray for our family as we grieve for him.
Here are some words David quoted from a few days ago:
For I am already being poured out like a drink offering, and the time has come for my departure. I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. Now there is in store for me the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous Judge, will award to me on that day—and not only to me, but also to all who have longed for his appearing. 2 Timothy 4:6-8