1 Year Ago

 

~Posted by Roma

 

It’s been a whole year since Grandpa A went to heaven to be with Jesus forever. And that year went by quickly.

 

I remember the last time I saw him alive—Christmas 2012. The last song I sang with him—O Come All Ye Faithful--which is why I love the song so much. He seemed to know his time was coming—even though the rest of us didn’t know it. But he wasn’t afraid to die. He was ready.

 

But sometimes I don’t feel like I was ready for him to go. I can see myself pounding my fists right now. “It isn’t fair! I didn’t get to say goodbye! I don’t feel like I can even move on without him—I need him! I didn’t get a chance to tell him what a great Grandpa he was!”

 

But God knew his time had to come—even before Grandpa was born that October of 1927—that his day had to be January 17, 2013. I can only thank God for His sovereignty and that he chose Grandpa to belong to Him. I can only be thankful for the 13 almost 14 years I did spend with him. Many a time I wish my life could be over and I could just go be with him right now. But Grandpa would probably tell me that he wants me to keep going—to live my life, to the fullest.

 

He was a great husband, father, grandfather, patriarch, courageous leader, strong Christian, Koren War veteran, and lover of Jesus Christ. Humble and loving. A quiet southern man, who made a great impact on all of our lives.

 

 

 

I will always miss him.