A Tribute to My Father - Why Not Me?
Five years ago, on this day, my father passed away. His body, which had withstood a myriad of surgeries and failings of essential organs over the years, was too wearied to continue in this world.
As I talked with my Mum, earlier this week, about this bittersweet memory, she recalled to my mind a conversation I had with Dad as he lay prostrate prior to another surgery. I asked him, “Dad, do you ever wonder why God has allowed all of these physical ailments to assail you?”
My Dad replied to me, “John, why not me?” He continued, “There are so many other people in this world who are worse off than me. People who do not have loving families or homes, who are hungry, and beat down by life, and I lack for nothing. Why not me?”
That conversation clearly illuminates why Psalm 16:6 was one of my Dad’s favorite verses.
The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; surely I have a delightful inheritance.
My father was a great man.
preciousPosted by DeAnn on 11/27 at 10:06 AM