I stare into the eyes of that yellowing, fading portrait of
my great Grandparents now, and their dull, unblinking eyes reveal
… absolutely nothing.
And I have often mused, “Why didn’t you leave something
behind?”
Oh, how I would have enjoyed knowing you. How wonderful it
would have been if you had left some word, some reflection, something of
yourselves.
Well, my dear descendants, I have decided NOT to repeat their
mistake; (and yes, I consider it an irrevocable mistake; which once the party has
passed from this earth can never be corrected.) I think the following daily
journal entries, (as well as my previously written autobiography, counseling
memoirs, and other volumes) will not only elicit a few laughs, but provide you
some insight into the life of your ancestor; someone not unlike yourself, who
lived, and loved, and moved, and breathed, and made his way about this earth,
and even impacted a few for good, “before you were even a twinkle.”
You deserve it.
And this writer, who by the time you read these words may
have long since ceased to live, and love, and breathe, and move, and enjoy the
beauty which God has visited upon our planet, can only wish you well, and
exhort you to do as I am currently doing…
We are all too close to having eyes which do not see, ears
which do not hear, and mouths which do not speak. While there is still time,
… Leave something of
yourself behind.
And so much
more crucial than my previous admonition, I earnestly pray, (and I have prayed
for you when you were not, and when only God knew you by name) that you will
give your life to the Lord Jesus Christ, and faithfully serve Him, as I believe
that I have done. For as a wise and equally well-known man of my time, Dr.
James Dobson, (whom I once met, and conversed with) has encouraged his own
children, and grandchildren…
… “Be
There!”
… “Be
There!”
I hope to
meet you in heaven. I’ll be waiting just inside the gate.
Granddaddy
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