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Sunday
Apr082012

He is risen!

He had experienced his own share of heartache. A dignified man, he once had a wife who cheated on him, threatening to destroy the part of all of us who lose faith in love. But he won that battle, and he remarried, this time to a woman who was crazy about him. They adopted two children who were truly the best part of his life. And we knew it.

I always remember my dad on Easter Sunday. For the first 13 years of my life, he was the proud father who gave his beloved daughters pink, sweetheart rose corsages to wear to church. For the past 44 years, he’s been the memory of a proud father who gave his beloved daughters pink, sweetheart rose corsages to wear to church. Not once have I gotten ready for church on an Easter Sunday that I didn’t think of my dad with appreciation, gratitude, respect, and love for the legacy he left behind in his girls. And I’m sure my sister has done the same. 

My sister is now moving to Bellville to a fabulous home where she can keep her horses in her backyard. The other day she told me that Daddy always told her he’d find her a place where she could have horses for my sister has loved them all her life. In fact, she galloped instead of walked and neighed instead of yelled many times and she even ate grass once because that’s what horses did.

So when she made the comment about horses, I wasn’t surprised. Daddy knew how much she loved them and he always tried to do his best for his girls. Then Janie said, “How happy Daddy must be that both his Finch girls are back home.”

With Easter, come so many opportunities to be grateful – especially and most importantly because Christ died and rose so we might live – but with that, comes the reminder of all the fabulous people who were once in our lives that are living right now because Christ rose from the grave. Men and women and children who are not lost from us, just absent from us for a little while.

So, Happy Easter, Daddy! Remembering you, with great love, on this Easter Sunday. Janie and I love you so much.

And thank you, Christ Jesus, for loving us and accomplishing what we could not.

He is risen!

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    I cant say that I completely agree, but of course Ive never really thought of it that way before. Thanks for giving me something to occupy my mind when Im trying to have an empty mind while trying to fall asleep tonight lol..

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