A couple of weeks ago, my father died. He was a man of prayer, a man who taught his children to pray, who always had an eye to eternity! He told us many stories; one of his stories included: If a bird flew over a mountain every thousand years and dropped one feather on the mountain, when the mountain was finally crushed by the number of feathers that the thousand year bird had dropped, eternity, heaven would have just begun! He was a man with huge spiritual leanings. He was a great dad. He spent his last 3 years diagnosed as a quadriplegic. While he sometimes got a little grumpy about his condition, (not being able to even scratch his head or chin, relying on others for all his care) he never complained or asked ‘Why me?’ This was a man who worked so many long hours every day to support his family, who was used to being on the go, who loved life and yet spent his final years mostly stuck in bed. I love that he directed all his life so as to live eternity with the good Lord…
Where Are You Going?
There on the paved face
Of a sphere
That spins while racing
Swift orbits
Around a flawless star
Suspended in a black universe
There you are
Sitting in your car
Staring at a red light
To watch the change
That you might move your foot
And be off to the next light
Where are you really going
Without a thought
To what might be waiting
After all the lights
And after all the goings
When all that’s left is you
Sitting there
Staring at your Maker?
Michele Marie
Michele Marie's Poetry By The Fireside... 
I’m so sorry for your loss Michele Marie. It’s such a blessing to have had such a wonderful father, and I know you must miss him terribly. I hope you can take comfort in all those good memories you have, and in knowing you’ll see him again someday. Blessings to you.
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Hi MM,
I am very sorry to learn of your loss. When you are sad, just remind yourself that his spirit has returned to a kind and loving God and, together, they are watching over you with a smile.
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So sorry for your loss, Michelle Marie, but at the same time I’m rejoicing with you that he fought the good fight and is waiting for you on the other side of that feathered mountain.
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Your father sounds like a wonderful man. I’m sorry for your loss.
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Thank you all for your kind words. My dad was a unique person and I knew, especially towards the end that he would soon slip from this world into the next world. Knowing he was slipping slowly and having the time to be with him was a gift as family were able to be by his side, talk to him, feed him, caress him, pray with him (which would often be the only thing that would calm him toward the end), and love him. Some say that a quick death is a mercy. Perhaps. But for the living it can be a sorrowful shock. His long decline was a mercy for those of us living, as we had the gift of time with him, time to get used to the idea of his leaving, time to be with him, time to love him, time to ask him questions about his history, and all the reasons in the world we needed to visit him even for us out-of-state family members…
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Michele, I am so sorry for your loss. Your father sounds like a man full of revelation and wisdom. “The LORD bless you and keep you; The LORD make His face shine upon you, And be gracious to you; The LORD lift up His countenance upon you, And give you peace.” (Numbers 6:24-26)
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