I have just returned home from northern Utah. It wasn't a pleasure trip. It wasn't a trip to visit with my sister and her family. This was a journey for my sister-in-law Edith. This was a journey to remember her husband Dave.
Edith buried her sweetheart on Wednesday.
Dave has left behind a wonderful legacy. He left behind his sweetheart of 39 years, 7 beautiful children and 15 grandchildren.
But this is not his only legacy.
Dave loved his family and the Lord above else. He taught his children through example. He had the gift to make each grandchild think that they were his favorite. He was known by his peers as an honest man in an industry where this is not always the norm. This is how he lived.
His quiet, unassuming life affected more people than his family realized.
He will be missed. Yet his legacy has drawn us closer. Shown us the path that we need to be on.
His death brought an extended family together to mourn his passing. A family that has struggled for years because of past hurts. With each gathering the hurting becomes less. The healing can continue.
You never know when your time on this earth will end; when the Lord will call you home.
I don't want to have any regrets.
I have a phone call to make.
I have a relationship of my own to repair.