I wanted to introduce to you all one of the greatest men I know. This was my father, who now works with Jesus. As I come upon the first anniversary of his passing to be with the lord, I can't stop thinking of what this picture meant to me. This was the first time that my father ever took me fishing, on Canton Lake in Illinois. I do this post in honor of him, who always took the time to be there for me. You see he was the father that didn't have to be, he was a father that wanted to be. As I look upon my life, and know how his influence was and still is with me, and I thank him for the morals he gave to me. He instilled in me a love of fishing, of catching that first bluegill, and of catching those I do today. I wanted you all to meet that man who passed a year ago April 21. As April 20th was the last time I spoke to him letting him know that the love of my life and I had set the date. That night I knew how much he was relieved to know that his son was going to be taken care of.
A year and a half prior he rededicated his life to Christ and was re-baptized. The last night I spoke to him he had so much trouble getting to the phone, that after I hung up I prayed this prayer:
"Lord you always told us that you would not give us or put us through anything we could not handle, Lord Dad is suffering, Please don't make him bear anymore than he can handle. If it is his time to be with you then please free him from his suffering."
And so the Lord took him to heaven that night.
As I sit here thinking of the lives lost in Virginia, all I hope and pray for is that they had a father who was there for them, and that they know him as their Lord and Savior.
thanks for reading and God Bless all of you and those who are lost.
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