Today on the Daily Post we were prompted “Write your obituary”. I know I like to complain about grey hairs and walking up stairs and being SO MUCH older than the likes of Mooselicker and Lily…but…I’m still, pretty much, a youngin. Because of that I’m not quite ready to write my obit piece. I am on the eve of a funeral, though, for a dear, wonderful man that passed away recently. I feel that I’ve been prompted in more than one way, so here we go.
I didn’t know you all that well, but you knew me. I have a funny feeling that there are many people in this beautiful world that could say that about you. The first Sunday that we met you were filling in as our teacher for Sunday school class. I had remembered seeing you around, but as far as I knew we never spoke before. Regardless of this fact, you knew my name. You also knew I was a “computer person”. (To all the people out there, I am not a computer person, per se. I can use one…but I cannot fix one.)
I saw you out and about a few times, but not many. That was understandable. It always made me feel good to see you in a public setting, because it always seemed that you came around while I was volunteering at one event or another. As far as you knew, all I did was volunteer. It’s not true, but I’m gonna take it anyway.
And then there’s your family. Oh, your family. I haven’t had the great opportunity to meet all of them…yet. I do have to say, if you are any indication of what is to come, I’m thinking everything is going to be just fine when we finally do meet. I’m so very thankful for the guidance and example they’ve given me over the last year, in all various ways. I pray they will be comforted over the coming days, weeks and months. I don’t have to say it, but I’m going to anyway. I know you are doing just fine. I look forward to seeing you again someday.
Goodbye dear Sir.
You will be missed.
7) For none of us liveth to himself, and no man dieth to himself. 8) For whether we live, we live unto the Lord; and whether we die, we die unto the Lord: whether we live therefore, or die, we are the Lord’s. 9) For to this end Christ both died, and rose, and revived, that he might be Lord both of the dead and living. ~ Romans 14: 7-9