My father-in-law went to Heaven recently. The day it happened, it seemed surreal. We were not expecting it. That sounds funny to say, because we celebrated his 94th birthday the preceding week. But no matter how old someone you love is, their death always comes too soon.
How do you sum up the life of the man who raised your man? And did it as a widower with five little children in the 1960s and 70s? He was bigger than life to me, as he was well over six feet tall, and I barely come in at five feet. I always called him Mr. Little, and he never corrected me or invited me to call him something a little more”familiar.” The name stuck, and for over thirty-five years, became a term of endearment to me. Although it may seem rather formal to some, he was anything but that and always made me feel like part of the family. My life wouldn’t have been the same without him. He lived a godly life and raised my husband to be a godly man.
“He will be like a tree firmly planted by streams of water,
Which yields its fruit in its season and its leaf does not wither; and in whatever he does, he prospers.” Psalm 1:3.
This verse describes my father-in-law. Life was not easy for him, but he was firmly rooted in his relationship with God through Jesus Christ. Therefore, when adversity came, his trust in God brought him through. I pray I can live the rest of my life like he did, and leave a legacy of faith behind.