A Tribute To My Dad – Facing Death

A Tribute To My Dad - Facing Death

A few months ago on March 2, 2015 I woke up to face the day and was  very down and weepy. I went to do my “quiet time” and I realized the day was March 2nd. It was the 25th year anniversary of my dad passing away suddenly. It was very painful even though it was 25 years ago.

I think of the many fond memories I have of my dad. Memories that will be forever etched in my mind.

My dad loved snow and we had such fun sledding down the hill by our house with our “flexible flyers”. I can still here his voice as he would call me up after I moved away from home and say, “It’s snowing here.” We would reminisce about the good times we had in the snow. Every time it snows I can’t help but think of him.

I remember his love of Christmas.  His extensive decorating and how the patients in the hospital across the street from us just enjoyed the lights, and made their Christmas a little brighter. I remember going and searching for the “perfect tree”.  I remember after picking out the tree he would take us to Spadas Store that had the real soda shop in it. You know the kind with the red swivel seats and the black and white checkered floor. Ice-cream sodas, malts and milkshakes were the preference of the day.

I remember his love for children. How he was excited and welcomed each blessing that came into our family. I remember how much he loved each of his grandchildren. I wish he could have met the rest of my children and all of his great grandchildren.

I remember the sound of his voice when times were tough saying “Don’t worry,  we will get through this.” He taught me to NEVER give up.

One of the quotes he said that I remember  to this day is “You can always replace things. You can’t replace people.” I remembered him telling me that when the suitcase containing most of the clothing I owned, and might I say brand new clothing I got for Christmas, was stolen out of my car in NYC. That can be quite devastating for a teenager :)  I remembered that lesson when our house was hit by a hurricane in 1985 in Mississippi. I remembered that when our “Brady Bunch station wagon” was totaled in Virginia in 1985. Even now, I can still hear his voice, like I did on that day two years ago,  when my brand new, six-day-old van hit a deer.

Why does God bring about such painful trials??

As I was reading my devotional on that day, March 2nd  it was from 2 Cor.1:3-4.  It says”Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort,  who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God”. I know this particular reading was no accident. God knew what I needed that day. It’s encouraging to know that my trials are not in vain. God uses them so I can comfort and minister to others, who I will come in contact with in my lifetime, who are going through the same trial I did. We become more sensitive to the affliction of those around us when we experience God’s comfort.  As painful as it is God also brings about trials so we will become more like Him. Romans 8:29.

I know Father’s Day can invoke a feeling of sadness for some of us. What if I don’t have fond memories of my dad?  What if I am estranged from my dad or I never knew my dad?  Know that your heavenly father is your all and all.  He will meet your every need.  He is there to dry your tears and HE is your rock and fortress.

2Cor.6:18 “I will be a Father to you,
And you shall be My sons and daughters,
Says the Lord Almighty.”[b]


Psalm 27:10 When my father and my mother forsake me,
Then the Lord will take care of me.

For those of you who so want to be moms and dads, and every year this is a painful reminder of missing that aspect  in your life, my heart goes out to you. We have good friends who were not able to have children.  We developed a friendship with them that we still have to this day. They became our childrens’ guardians and they were like second parents to our children. They would  offer to babysit our children  when my husband and I went on a date. They would take them for walks. They would care for our  children as we welcomed another child into the world. They would take them to downtown DC to witness the sights and sounds. I know it’s not like having your own children, but that was a real blessing to us and ministered to our souls. As you wait on God, you can minister to another family with children if you so feel led.

Psalm 34:18  The Lord is near to the brokenhearted
and saves the crushed in spirit.

Remember no matter how bad the circumstances seem in our life God is there to comfort us and hold us up in times of trial.


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