My father’s life was short in years yet long in impact. Men today still boast of his stand for the Lord. He stood strong and straight, yet gentle and kind. A man of few words ~ speaking volumes. Today I see his image printed on my face and those of my children. Oh, that they may have known him here! Comfort is brought by the knowledge of the eternal. We will, once again, be face to face. They too, by choosing Jesus, can meet with his embrace!
I look back to his father, also a man of God. Love of the Lord, and of his family reflecting in his compassionate eyes. Teaching that God’s Word has all the answers. His gentle hands cultivating lives as well as plants.
I look now and see the impact of another man, another father ~this time the father of my children. God’s love pours from his heart. I hear its beat echoing my father and grandfather’s loving hearts, all beating in time with the Father of all. One man really can change the world ~ one life at time. Lives lived in sacrifice. Lives lived in love. Lives pointed to the One who makes the change ~one life at a time~ Jesus.
My father’s passion for the Lord gave me comfort. My grandfather’s passion for the Lord gave me hope. My husband’s passion for the Lord gives me strength. Oh, that each generation to come would know that passion! That they too ~one life at a time~ would win the world to Jesus!
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