To Everything there is a Season, that verse from Ecclesiastes is speaking to me right now. My most precious father in law Jack has passed away at 92 years old. He was an extraordinary man who truly lived life to it's fullest.
He was a pilot in WWII flying over 150 missions and was awarded the Distinguished Flying Cross twice along with many other medals and commendations.
He went on to serve the Lord in the Gideons passing out thousands of Bibles to soldiers, graduating students, men and women incarcerated in prison, along with stocking motels and hospitals rooms. He also sang weekly in the Merry Elders traveling to nursing homes to brighten the lives of those persons who were often forgotten by their families. In addition to all of that he gathered food from farmers markets to take to homeless missions and collected furniture to set up apartments for needy women with children. Yes he was a great man but he never saw himself that way, he was a simple and humble spirit who loved people and gave of himself tirelessly. He did all of these things right up until a week before he died of lung cancer. Most people never knew he did all of this, we knew because we were blessed to live here on the same property with him,
He has left a huge hole in our lives but we know that he is in glory now and we will be reunited with him again. He was a wonderful example of a Christian and loved the Lord Jesus with all of his heart mind and soul.
We are facing the task of figuring out what to do with everything housed in his 92 year old home. Yes it was built in the same year he was born. If you know anything about people born in his generation, they never wasted or threw anything of value away so there is a big task ahead. His wife's mother and father lived there first. He has left the home to us so we will be moving from the mobile home into the 1920's home in the coming weeks. Fortunately my husbands sister's family will be moving a large portion of the items so mainly we will have to face a lot of painting etc. I feel so blessed to soon be living in the home where so many generations of my husband's family have lived. They were all such good, kind and loving people and the house still rings of their laughter and joy.