Dad,
Thank you for sharing your heart on the blog on this two year anniversary of Gary's death. I can't think of Father's Day anymore without thinking of Gary and you. I lost a brother, but you lost a son. Now that I am a father and have sons of my own, I can only imagine what it must be like for you. I know that in this life the pain and hurt will always be felt and I often think that you will leave this world with many tears and a broken heart. But I am thankful that we can hold to the promise that God will wipe away all tears. He is the God of all comfort and I know that in the midst of the pain and heartache the Lord comforts you and Mom.
I can remember those days back in Pennsylvania when it was Gary that caused you and Mom much aggravation and caused turmoil to the rest of the family. I was just junior high kid on the other side of the wall lying on my bunk bed listening to you trying talk to Gary and get him to straighten up. I can still hear you telling him one night "Gary, it's like a broken arm, it's going to take time to heal." You and Mom remained unfaltering in your dedication and love for Gary. You tried to help him in every way possible. Many parents would have thrown in the towel and given up in the face of what seemed impossible to turn around. You did not see the problems, you saw the son you loved and knew what he could be. At that time who would have thought Gary would have ended up a talented Heavy Equipment mechanic and welder working for Kennedy Space Center. It would not have happened without the love and dedication from you and Mom. The Lord took you through it all.
Some years later, where did you end up living while back up North for the winter? You moved in over top of Gary's garage in the apartment that he built for that purpose. When you finally moved to FL permanently, which one of your sons followed you down there? Gary moved only 5 minutes away. When you needed things done around the house or fixed on the car, who would be there? It was Gary that was on the spot. Who would go with you if you wanted to browse the local flea market or pick through someone’s trash? Gary was there with enthusiasm. Gary's life and his dedication to you is a testament to what a great Dad you are.
Dad, this Sunday is Father’s Day. I’ll love the cards from my own children that will await me when I wake up. I will preach my Father’s Day message. I will enjoy the dinner when Denise cooks a favorite just for me. I will wish you the traditional Happy Father’s Day from over 1000 miles away. But in all that I do, my thoughts will be on you and Gary and that Father’s Day two years ago. I will be praying for God’s sustaining and never failing grace for you and Mom.
Love Ron
2Co 1:3 ¶ Blessed be God, even the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies, and the God of all comfort; 4 Who comforteth us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort them which are in any trouble, by the comfort wherewith we ourselves are comforted of God.
Thank you for sharing your heart on the blog on this two year anniversary of Gary's death. I can't think of Father's Day anymore without thinking of Gary and you. I lost a brother, but you lost a son. Now that I am a father and have sons of my own, I can only imagine what it must be like for you. I know that in this life the pain and hurt will always be felt and I often think that you will leave this world with many tears and a broken heart. But I am thankful that we can hold to the promise that God will wipe away all tears. He is the God of all comfort and I know that in the midst of the pain and heartache the Lord comforts you and Mom.
I can remember those days back in Pennsylvania when it was Gary that caused you and Mom much aggravation and caused turmoil to the rest of the family. I was just junior high kid on the other side of the wall lying on my bunk bed listening to you trying talk to Gary and get him to straighten up. I can still hear you telling him one night "Gary, it's like a broken arm, it's going to take time to heal." You and Mom remained unfaltering in your dedication and love for Gary. You tried to help him in every way possible. Many parents would have thrown in the towel and given up in the face of what seemed impossible to turn around. You did not see the problems, you saw the son you loved and knew what he could be. At that time who would have thought Gary would have ended up a talented Heavy Equipment mechanic and welder working for Kennedy Space Center. It would not have happened without the love and dedication from you and Mom. The Lord took you through it all.
Some years later, where did you end up living while back up North for the winter? You moved in over top of Gary's garage in the apartment that he built for that purpose. When you finally moved to FL permanently, which one of your sons followed you down there? Gary moved only 5 minutes away. When you needed things done around the house or fixed on the car, who would be there? It was Gary that was on the spot. Who would go with you if you wanted to browse the local flea market or pick through someone’s trash? Gary was there with enthusiasm. Gary's life and his dedication to you is a testament to what a great Dad you are.
Dad, this Sunday is Father’s Day. I’ll love the cards from my own children that will await me when I wake up. I will preach my Father’s Day message. I will enjoy the dinner when Denise cooks a favorite just for me. I will wish you the traditional Happy Father’s Day from over 1000 miles away. But in all that I do, my thoughts will be on you and Gary and that Father’s Day two years ago. I will be praying for God’s sustaining and never failing grace for you and Mom.
Love Ron
2Co 1:3 ¶ Blessed be God, even the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies, and the God of all comfort; 4 Who comforteth us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort them which are in any trouble, by the comfort wherewith we ourselves are comforted of God.
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