I got give-and-take early this morning that Dad get out this world for the next . My brother , one of my sisters and my mom were all with him .
Last workweek when I wrote my post “ God is Good , ” I had no idea that a few hour after it posted I ’d hear that my pappa was involved in a terrible accident .
At first we recollect he might pull through . He expect good , particularly in comparison to his machine . Yet as firearm of news followed small-arm of intelligence , the Leslie Townes Hope of his recuperation faded . There is only so much impairment the human mentality can take – and Dad ’s took mass . Yet he stuck around long enough for almost everyone to visit his bedside and beg , sing and say goodbye .
Thank you all for the prayers , the donations , the thoughts and the kind words . I will miss Dad terribly but I know he is with his Lord . And I digest by my post last Sunday . In all matter , God is good , even when we do not understand why He has done something .
He sees all ends and has an infinite position . We can only see with our earthly and fallen heart .
For us , losing Dad leaves a huge gob and we mourn him . Yet in the eternal perspective , Dad is in better shape than he has even been . He was a good and faithful retainer and I know all is well with his soulfulness . One daytime we shall meet again .
I beg you also are granted a place in the Book of Life . If you do not know the ultimate terminus of your individual , call on the name of the Lord and ask that He reveal Himself to you . Jesus Christ has covered the debt of our own failings and sin , our secret human activity and our public action , our pridefulness and our impression , everything – it ’s cover – all we need to do is bear his perfect life and sacrifice for us and call upon His name .
Each day takes us closer to the grave .
Are you ready ?
Dad was .
And I give thanks for that more than anything else .
Love to you all and your families . Kiss your kids .
-DTG
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My God , my God , why have you forsake me?Why are you so far from saving me , so far from my cry of anguish?My God , I squall out by day , but you do not answer , by night , but I find no relief .
Yet you are enthroned as the Holy One;you are the one Israel praise . In you our antecedent put their trust;they believe and you delivered them . To you they cried out and were saved;in you they trust and were not put to disgrace .
But I am a insect and not a serviceman , despise by everyone , despised by the people . All who see me mock me;they hurl revilement , shaking their head . “He reliance in theLord , ” they say,“let theLordrescue him . Let him fork out him , since he delights in him . ”
Yet you brought me out of the womb;you made me trust in you , even at my female parent ’s titty . From birth I was cast on you;from my mother ’s womb you have been my God .
Do not be far from me , for worry is nearand there is no one to help .
Many bulls surround me;strong horseshit of Bashan encircle me . Roaring lions that tear their preyopen their mouths wide against me . I am poured out like water , and all my finger cymbals are out of stick . My heart has turned to wax;it has dethaw within me . My mouthpiece is dried up like a potsherd , and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth;you lay me in the dust of demise .
Dogs surround me , a pack of villain encircles me;they thrust my hands and my feet . All my off-white are on display;people stare and gloat over me . They divide my dress among themand cast lots for my garment .
But you , Lord , do not be far from me . You are my strength ; come quickly to serve me . birth me from the sword , my treasured biography from the mightiness of the blackguard . Rescue me from the backtalk of the lions;save me from the hooter of the wild oxen .
I will announce your name to my people;in the assembly I will praise you . You who fear theLord , congratulations him!All you posterity of Jacob , honor him!Revere him , all you descendent of Israel!For he has not scorn or scornedthe suffering of the afflicted one;he has not cover his face from himbut has mind to his cry for help .
From you comes the theme of my congratulations in the great assembly;before those who revere you I will fulfill my vows . The poor will eat and be satisfied;those who seek theLordwill praise him — may your hearts endure forever !
All the end of the earthwill remember and turn to theLord , and all the families of the nationswill bow down before him , for territory belongs to theLordand he rules over the nations .
All the productive of the earth will feast and worship;all who go down to the dust will kneel before him — those who can not keep themselves alive . Posterity will attend to him;future propagation will be told about the Lord . They will promulgate his righteousness , declaring to a people yet unborn : He has done it !
– Psalm 22 , NIV
