Sometimes I use this blog as a journal of sorts...I hope that is okay with all of you and I apologize if you feel I reveal too much at times. But, it is a source of therapy for me sometimes to get on and type out my feelings and what is going on in my heart and life.
I have discussed my sweet "Daddy Scott" at length lately, I know. However, this morning, he went on to be with the Lord. He had a terrible time at the end of his life struggling to fight against lung cancer that was trying to take over. He fought hard and courageously, but in the end he was just ready to give up and "go home".
It is incredibly sad to think of life without him in it. I think back on all the lessons he has taught me through the years and they are almost too numerous to count. One of my favorite memories of him is him pulling up my driveway in Manning in his pick=up truck coming to get me for church. My mom was working nights on the weekends when I was little, but he always made sure that I did not miss a single Sunday at church. I am so thankful that I had him as a grandfather. He was a man who really know how to love others and love them well. He gave everything he had to other people just because he knew that was the right thing to do. He adored his family and never missed an opportunity to tell us how much he loved us. I have never met another person with a heart as big as him.
Above all else, he loved the Lord. I never knew his story of how he came to know Christ...I wish so much now that I had asked him. But, even in his last days, he would read you a few verses that had meant a lot to him that he had been reading. The aroma of Christ surrounded him and it was so neat to see.
I was thinking of this verse when I heard the news today from Psalm 116:15 that says, "precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of his saints." During the service at church this morning, a peace settled over me because I knew that my granddaddy's death was truly pleasing to the Lord. Daddy Scott trusted in Christ, lived in His grace and died with the hope of heaven in His heart. What more could the Lord want from someone's life? I know heaven is rejoicing this moment that another faithful servant has joined their midst to worship God Almighty face-to-face.
So, although I grieve today, I am thankful for the picture of heaven that his death gives me in life. So grateful that this life is not the end and eternity and heaven awaits. Praise the Lord!
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