In Loving Memory of My Daddy

"And now, dear brothers and sisters, we want you to know what will happen to the believers who have died so you will not grieve like people who have no hope. For since we believe that Jesus died and was raised to life again, we also believe that when Jesus returns, God will bring back with him the believers who have died." 1 Thessalonians 4:13-14


Today I'm filled with thoughts of my dear Daddy who went home to be with the Lord this time last year. He finished his race here in this temporary world and entered into sweet rest for eternity with our Heavenly Father on November 26, 2012. Not a day has gone by during this past year that I have not had thoughts of my Daddy. I am so thankful for all the memories I have of him that I can hold on to until I see him again! Knowing that he is no longer suffering and that there will be a glorious reunion in Heaven gives me comfort.

Daddy with the cake I made him on his 67th birthday.

My brothers and sisters and I were blessed to have such a wonderful Daddy. He was the first man I ever loved, the first hero I ever believed in, the first man I ever slow danced with (stepping on his feet which was considered okay for a little girl), and the list could go on and on. His deep voice still echoes in my mind calling me by the nickname he had given to me, Puddin. Daddy gave all his children nicknames. I hold mine dear to my heart because he made it specially for me.

I'm so thankful for the time I had with my Daddy. We were all by his side the moment he took his last breath in that hospital bed last November 26. My twin sister and I were standing right in front of him, his eyes locked on us, and these were the last words I was able to speak to him..."Daddy, it's okay, mount up on those eagle wings and fly to Jesus. You'll run and not grow weary, you'll walk and not faint." No sooner had I gotten the words out of my mouth then my dear, sweet Daddy took his last breath in this temporary world and took his first breath in Heaven. Typing these words brings tears that are flowing down my face as I think back to that day. Losing my Daddy was difficult, but I have the blessed hope of seeing him again in Heaven because of the sacrifice of Jesus Christ that gives eternal life for all who trust in Him.

Thanks for stopping by to let me share thoughts of my Daddy with you. If you're mourning the loss of a loved one during the holidays, then I invite you to leave me a comment so that I can pray for you. May God give you His grace to make it through the days ahead and His comfort during this time as only He can.


Remembering Daddy,
Laurie (aka Puddin)