Father’s Day is a bittersweet day for me. It is a day to celebrate and honor dads. For me, it is a day to honor and remember my dad. My daddy went home to be with our Savior this year, April 3. So on this father’s day I will share about my wonderful daddy, what he meant to me, and his testimony. I am so glad to share his story as he is not here to tell it, but I know he would want me to.
From the time I was a little girl, daddy taught me not to be a judgmental person and to love others more than myself. He taught me to be kind and compassionate to others and to be a good listener. He taught me to make everyone with whom I come into contact to feel welcome. He taught me that material stuff shouldn’t matter and make me happy, but family should ultimately be the most important thing. He taught me to love well and to laugh often.
My dad was a man of great character. His name fit him well. The biblical meaning of dad’s name is very powerful. Daniel meant “God is my judge”. Daniel (a prophet) was a follower of God and was persecuted for believing in God. Cornelius was the first gentile to convert to Christianity and believe in God. Daddy portrayed so many godly characteristics, but he actually didn’t become a follower of Christ until his last days on this earth.
When I first found out that my daddy had terminal cancer, it wasn’t the illness that made me sad and weep, it was that my daddy had not converted to christianity and given his life to the Lord. I was afraid for his soul. I am a Christ-follower and have been since the age of 13. Since then I have prayed for my daddy to trust, know, and love Christ. Up to my dad’s illness I had not seen fruit of my many prayers. But throughout the three and a half weeks that daddy was sick up until his death we had many talks, and daddy said he knew Jesus. I trusted that he had, but Romans 10:9 says that if we believe in our hearts that Jesus died for our sins and confess Jesus is Lord, we will be saved. So I always wanted to hear that come from my dad’s mouth.
Daddy passed from this earth twice and came back to us. The very last time he came back to us dad confessed his belief in Jesus and forgiveness of his sins out loud. I believe the Lord allowed that to happen for my family’s peace and comfort. I believe with all my heart that dad had made peace with the Lord months before his death.
A friend stated to me throughout the process of dad’s death, “There is so much we don’t know about the transitions and loss of loved ones.” I believe this, but as someone who reads and believes in the Bible, I believe as the Word tells me, that I will see my dad in heaven one day. This is ultimately what gives me and our family great peace that passes all understanding.
I am thankful for God’s saving grace and his mercy amazes me!