I’m in the midst of sifting through photos of days gone by for my Dad’s funeral. There aren’t nearly enough of them. My family makes fun of me that I take so many pictures at gatherings. Today reassured me that I should ignore them and take even more. I don’t have a brilliant post for you today. As I was sifting through the memories I found a scrapbook page and a note I wrote a few years ago. It was so bittersweet when I ran across it. I’m sharing today in celebration of what would have been my Dad’s 75th birthday. No more birthdays for him, but he is basking in the love of Jesus with no more pain. Although my heart is aching with pain, I rejoice he is with Jesus, and is pain free.
I hope you enjoy the photos below and the song. God bless you all.
Grace is a gift,