Wednesday, October 21, 2009

love you, dad

1 If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal.
2 If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing.
3 If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.
4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
5 It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.
6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.
7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
8  Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away.
 9 For we know in part and we prophesy in part,
10 but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears.
11 When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me.
12 Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror;
then we shall see face to face.
Now I know in part;
 then I shall know fully,
even as I am fully known.

13 And now these three remain:
1 Corinthians 13

The Lord in his mercy came this evening to take my Dad to be with him.
 My heart aches with the loss, but my Spirit rejoices in Christ, my Saviour.
Dad has found
Like none we've ever known here on earth.
Thank you, Jesus.
Love you, Dad.
But we'll meet again,
and when we do,
there will be

Until then,
I'll always be,
your girl.

"You’re the end of the rainbow, my pot of gold.

You're daddy's little girl, to have and hold.
A precious gem is what you are;
You're mommy's bright and shining star.
You’re the spirit of Christmas, the star on the tree.
You’re the Easter Bunny to Mommy and me.
You’re sugar, you're spice, and you're everything nice
And You’re Daddy’s Little Girl.
You’re a treasure I cherish, all sparkling and bright.
You were touched by a Holy and beautiful light;
Like the angels who sing, a heavenly thing;
And you’re Daddy’s Little Girl."

I can still hear him singing.


  1. Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.
    Matthew 11:28

    I am so very, very sorry for your loss. You and your family have my deepest sympathy. I like to think of my loved ones walking with Christ, as described in Psalm 23.

    You made a beautiful tribute for your dad here on your blog. I know that he's proud of you!


    The Lord is my Shepherd: I shall not want
    He maketh me to lie down in green pastures:
    He leadeth me beside the still waters.
    He restoreth my soul: He leadeth me in the
    Paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
    Yea, though I walk through the valley of the
    Shadow of death. I will fear no evil:
    For thou art with me: thy rod and
    Thy staff they comfort me.
    Thou preparest a table before me in the
    Presence of mine enemies:
    Thou anointest my head with oil:
    My cup runneth over.
    Surely goodness and mercy shall follow
    Me all the days of my life: and I will
    Dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.
    Psalm 23

  2. Susan...what a lovely tribute to your father. You know he is at peace now. My prayers are with you on this surreal day...julie

  3. I'm so sorry for your loss. What a life changing day. That was a beautiful written post!

  4. I stopped by for Vintage Black Friday and came upon your beautiful and heartbreaking post. Please accept my sympathies at the loss of your dear father.

  5. Oh Susan, I'm truly sorry about your loss ... I'm going to keep you in my thoughts and prayers. Your tribute is very beautiful and heartfelt.


  6. I lost my dad on Sept. 12th after almost two years of near constant doctors visits, Emergency Room trips and stays in the hospital. He was diabetic, his heart and kidneys were failing, he had almost constant urinary tract infections and a permanent catheter. And one day they told us there was nothing more they could do. Less than a month later he went home where he is now healed and healthy and living like never before. I'm so happy for him, but we sure do miss him down here! God bless you through the coming days, weeks and months! Becky