My 92 year old father passed away 3 days ago. His life can be summarised in the following mantra.
Live life to express not to impress. Live for a cause not an applause.
Live life not to make your presence noticed but your absence felt.
Papa liked to talk. He spoke to encourage. He loved to serve. He did not expect favors returned. His was a quiet presence. I miss him so much.
Papa’s death reminds me of the paradoxes of God:
In grief, He gives joy. He enables me to smile as He allows me to cry. In the despair of death, He teaches me the hope of life.
As I empty myself with tears and sadness, Jesus gives me smiles and gladness.
As I go through the valley of the shadow of death, my cup runneth over. Today, I basked in the warmth of embraces, revelled in the midst of praises.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life. And one day, I shall surely dwell in the house of the Lord forever. Then and there, I shall see papa and mama again.
And LIFE conquers Death!