I checked my Facebook tonight when I got home from football practice with my son. Of course this was after I ate the homemade pizza my wife, the lunch lady, had made for me. Lots of stuff going on, and lots of stuff on my mind.
Today (Tuesday) Braden Martin would have been 4 years old. Braden and his brother Brad were both killed in a car accident on April 5, 2010. I remember what I was doing, and where I was standing when I heard the news. Their brother, Bran, and their Father and Mother Gene and Becky survived the accident. Bran almost didn't, and his recovery is nothing short of a miracle. I hope that I can bring you their story here on this site soon. These are great people, whom I love dearly.
Another friend of mine lost his grandmother yesterday at 100 years of age. Living to 100 is not something that many people accomplish. I read the things that were written about her, and she left a great testimony from her life. That is something that we should all hope for, that when we pass on, even though their are tears, there will be the hope that it is not the end, but only a beginning. My prayers are with this family also.
My uncle, Oscar A (Bud) Fletcher would have been 87 years old yesterday. He was a character. I remember very little about him, but I do remember being in awe of him. He was an old Navy man. I have learned a lot more about him lately. Being in the Navy, he got to see the world. Thanks to Facebook I have reconnected with some of his children, my cousins. I will probably talk more about him one day.
Lastly, I had another dream of my Dad Saturday night. In a lot of ways I look forward to these dreams, because they are so vivid, and I feel like I have gotten to spend time with him. The one I have most often does hurt though, because I often dream that he is not really gone. While it is comforting, and exciting while I am asleep, it hurts tremendously when I wake up. This time was different. The latest dream my Dad was not as I always knew him, but was of him as he was when he was young. My dad was strong and healthy. and young. This is the way I know he will be the next time I see him. Maybe that is one of the reasons death doesn't get me like it used to. I know that there are better things ahead. This life is hard, but it is only temporary.
Once again I guess I have rambled my way to a topic. I truly feel sorry for people that don't have a personal relationship with Jesus, especially when it comes to losing loved ones. I just don't see how they can handle it. Losing a loved one is hard even for Christians, but at least their is that assurance that the separation is not permanent. It is only temporary. The little time that the separation is there is no comparison to the eternity together in the end. I try not to use this as a forum to push my faith too much, but instead use it to show a dad's life from a christian perspective. I will however sometimes ask these questions.....if you were to die tonight, do you know where you will spend eternity? If you were to die tonight, have you lived a life that those you leave behind will have a hope of seeing you again? I hope the answer to both of these was yes.
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