In Memory of......

We went to a memorial service yesterday that actually was a celebration of my brother in law's life. Tom had been in the Air Force and was buried in a beautiful Veterans Cemetary. They presented a flag to my sister which was an honor for her to receive. I have never experienced such a sweet spirit in a home as I did yesterday. My sister wanted to give Toms friends and family a chance to honor him by speaking. Toms nephew gave a beautiful introduction and shared his heart. It was precious. I don't want to really call this a service because it wasn't. As my sister told everyone, Tom was not a church going man and she thought this gathering at home would make him happy. Some of his co-workers and hunting buddies were there and were the first ones to speak. Normally when someone passes away you hear all the good and it almost sounds as though they led a perfect life. But as the different friends and family spoke they talked about the good and the bad. Tom was an 'in charge" kind of guy. He wanted everything the way he wanted it. His way was the right way & according to his coworkers he was usually right. As different ones spoke it was evident that everyone saw that. I loved it because none of us are perfect in everything we do. Different ones told funny & serious stories. Tom was a great business man & provided well for his family while he was here. He was an awesome hunter & fisherman and had a great love for it. All over the house were trophies he had killed. He traveled all over the world. We saw 2 Boone & Crockett awards-one for a grizzly bear & one for a Caribou. The caribou was on the wall and the grizzly bear was a rug in his den. I took pictures so you could see some of this. It was unreal. Anyway, as the different ones spoke about him, it was so touching because most of them ended by telling my sister and her children that Tom might not had shown them with his emotions that he loved them but that they were all he talked about. He has an older son that was also there from a previous marriage that has been precious to Brenda & the kids. He looks just like his dad. Tom also has 2 more grown children that weren't able to attend. I would have loved to have met them though. Tom's 2 sisters were there and their families and were so very nice. I could go on and on about yesterday. It was a great experience. I was proud of my sister, Brenda. She carried herself with grace and dignity as she talked to everyone that honored Tom by coming. I told my sister today that my husband & I would have loved to had said something but we are not ones to talk in a big crowd. Tom was always very nice to us even though we didn't know him as well as we should have. One time when we were going through some financial problems with one of my children, Tom sent us a $150.00 check to help us. We will never forget that. It was a blessing at a time when we needed it. He had a giving heart. Brenda's best friend took charge of the food that her church had provided. She kept everyone served and everything cleaned up. She was an angel. She said she is a servant to whoever God puts in her path. Tom's nephew ended the memorial by telling us that as much as Tom loved his hunting and his cars, etc, none of that matters now. He shared with us to tell the people in your life that you love them NOW. Don't take them for granted and don't put it off because one day it could be too late. But the icing on the cake was the fact that 6 months ago Tom had been baptized and came to the Lord. He shared with us that this is what is important and is between you and the Lord. He told us this is all that matters in the end. It was such an honor to be there. I would not have missed it for the world. When we left this gathering, we went away knowing we were better people. Through my brother in laws life & death we were reminded to cherish each other more. There is a poem that reminds me of the theme of this gathering and this is my gift to my sister and their children and this is in honor of Tom.

The Dash

I saw a man who stood to speak

At the funeral of a friend

He referred to the dates on her tombstone

To the beginning and the end

He said first came the date of her birth

And spoke of the following date with tears

And said what matters most of all

Was the dash between those years

For that dash represents all the time

She spent alive on earth

Only the Lord, the Creator

Knows what that dash is worth

For it matters not, how much we own

The cars, the house, the cash

What matters is how we live our lives

And how we spend our dash

So think about this long and hard

Are there things you need to amend?

You never know how much time is left

Your dash may be nearing its end

If we could just slow down enough

To consider what's true and real

And always try to understand

The way other people feel

And be less quick to anger

And show appreciation more

And love the people in our lives

Like we've never loved before

If we treat each other with respect

more often show a smile

Remembering that this special dash

May only last a while

So when your record is clearly shown

With your life to rehash

Would you be proud of the things it says

About how you spent your dash?

Author:Linda Ellis

My Mom will be doing a post on the actual memorial service soon.

Wait

Desperately helplessly, longingly, I cried;

Quietly, patiently, lovingly, God replied.

I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate...

and the Master so gently said,"Wait."

"Wait? you say wait?" my indignant reply.

"Lord, I need answers, I need to know why!"

Is your hand shortened? Or have you not heard? By faith I have asked, and I'm claiming your Word.

My future and all to which I relate

hangs in the balance and you tell me to Wait?"

I'm needing a 'yes', a go-ahead sign.

Or even a 'no,' to which I'll resign.

You promised, dear Lord, that if we believe,

We need but to ask, and we shall receive.

Lord, I've been asking, and this is my cry:

I'm weary of asking! I need a reply.

Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate

As my Master replied again, "Wait."

So I slumped in my chair, defeated and taut,

and grumbled to God, "So, I'm waiting...for what?"

He seemed then to kneel, and His eyes met with mine...

And He tenderly said, "I could give you a sign.

I could shake the heavens and darken the sun.

I could raise the dead and cause mountains to run.

I could give all you seek and pleased you would be.

You'd have what you want, but you wouldn't know Me.

You'd not know the depth of My love for each saint.

You'd not know the power that I give to the faint.

You'd not learn to see through clouds of despair;

You'd not learn to trust, just by knowing I'm there.

You'd not know the joy of resting in Me

When darkness and silence are all you can see.

You'd never experience the fullness of love

When the peace of My spirit descends like a dove.

You would know that I give, and I save, for a start,

But you'd not know the depth of the beat of My heart.

The glow of My comfort late into the night,

The faith that I give when you walk without sight.

The depth that's beyond getting just what you ask

From an infinite God who makes what you have last.

You'd never know should your pain quickly flee,

What it means that My grace is sufficient for thee.

Yes, your dearest dreams overnight would come true,

But oh, the loss if I lost what I'm doing in you.

So, be silent, my child, and in time you will see

That the greatest of gifts is to truly know me.

And though often My answers seem terribly late,

My most precious answer of all is still "WAIT".

by Russell Kelfer

(This post is dedicated to "My Sweet Son" who is desperately waiting.)

But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; they shall walk, and not faint. Isaiah 40:31