Deep breath. I come to you today Dirt Roaders, broken-hearted, yet full of hope.
My sweet daddy passed from this life over the Thanksgiving break.
I do want you to know this though: God is real. God loves us. God is merciful. God sees us. God is in control and we can trust God.
I also want you to know this: My daddy was living a wonderful “nose to the grind for God” kind of life. I know that he just slipped away and right into the arms of Jesus. That is exactly what he did…just slipped away in his sleep. How merciful is that? My dad got the best route out of this ol’ world.
The last thing that I want to say is this: Live…Ready to fly. My daddy was fifty six. That is young. Think about it. Living ready to fly…is the only option. I don’t say that to sound morbid…because living a life…ready to fly…is a joyful life. Try it…you will love it.
Jesus Christ loves you, Dirt Roaders. He wants you to love Him back. I promise you…that when you do…He will make all of the difference in your life.
I’m going to take another week off…because I have to try to pull myself up by the bootstraps and make a little Christmas happen in our house for our kids. Please pray for me, Dirt Roaders. I desire your prayers so much.
A daddy’s girl, applying what she learned,
I am praying for you sweet girl! Jesus is right beside you…His Hand is on your life…& you have Him to lean on..just when you need Him! Your Daddy prepared ypu well..what a great man he was! Heaven…wonder what he’s doing there today?? Can you imagine that big smile..on his face??!! Love you!
Sis. Sherry…There is no telling…what he is doing. lol! Thank you for the prayers. Love you all bunches! ~k.
Good to hear from you. He never promised our walk would be easy but He said he would be there holding our hand. Just hold tight friend. Looking forward to hearing from you soon when your ready.take care love you!
His legacy continues thru your family, he was well loved and respected in this community. He touched our lives. Love you, holding you up in my prayers.
Prayers and a shoulder for you my dear friend. Love ya
Beverly Adams said:
You are in our thoughts and prayers – so thankful you have the Lord as your special friend. Your Dad was always so kind to us. Sure enjoyed his talent. A scripture for you: I have called you by name; you are mine. When you pass through the waters, I will be with you……They will not overflow over you….because I love you. Is. 43:1-4
Kimberly Haddock said:
Hi I came across your Instagram and blog. You’re very inspiring. My dream is to one day have a farmhouse. I grew up in the country, but a few months after my husband and I got married, we bought a house in a little subdivision. I’m blessed to have a roof over my head, but I still dream of building a farmhouse!
My Dad just died on August 23rd. So, your story hit close to home. Grief is difficult to understand and deal with. And my Mom is so lost without him. I try to do what I can and be there as much as possible. But sometimes I just don’t know what to say. I’m so focused on keeping her distracted that I haven’t focused on my own grief and just had my moment last night that’s continued into today. I’m just sad. There’s so many levels of sadness.
I was 7 months pregnant with my first child and my parents first grandchild when Dad was diagnosed with kidney cancer for the second time. This time it had spread to his brain, lungs and spine. We just didn’t know how much time he had. He lived to see Liam. He saw him laugh, roll over, (baby) talk… But there’s so much he won’t see. I have a hard time accepting it.
He had great faith through it all though. He’s my inspiration.
I know I’ll always have “those days”. But it will get better.
I’m praying for you and your struggles. I won’t say I know how you feel because every parent/child relationship is different. But I do have empathy for you.
God bless, Kimberly
Kimberly, May Jesus wrap you tight in his arms. You are right…each person is different. We are almost 10 months in…and it’s better…most of the time. God has made Himself so very real though. If not for that…I would have surely fallen by the wayside. I am so glad to have you along on this adventure, sweet one. We can heal together. Just think…our daddies are living in the same land. Who knows? They may just talk about how proud they are of us…for keeping the faith and for living the life that God gave us. Big, tight, hugs to you! xx k.