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Tribute To My Father

My earliest recollection of Dad was a man on a mission; at
home, church or school he was about getting it done. He
loved his family, his God and the people he served.

At home he would often be found in the yard. I hated being
called out there to help and could not understand his
dedication to the garden. He played those records; James
Cleveland and The Consolers while we worked. I can still
hear them. Now, years later I understand that he was

providing for us, and that he loved to watch things grow.
That same discipline and dedication spilled over into service to God. Church

attendance was a must. There would be no choice about hearing the Word,
spiritual experiences, and practicing commitment. These were the foundations
laid, and even after I strayed was returned to it, never to depart from them.
Dad cultivated people like he cultivated the land. Whether
family, school students, choir members and co-workers, he

was a master at bringing out your best.
My youthful indiscretions caused me so much valuable time
with him. Yet God graced us with many memorable

moments. Like, our wedding, entering full-time ministry, the
birth of our sons, and when you joined us at Family of Faith.
We had come full circle, now I was watching to see if you
came to church (smile).

I really admire the inner strength that Dad demonstrated in so many ways. Even
as he declined physically, he never wavered spiritually. Now he has gone on to his
reward. He has left us a legacy of character, service and godliness. He taught us
how to love our spouse, take care of our family, treat others and live for the Lord.

Dad, when you were going home from the hospital, and I asked you if you were
going home to share your stories, you gave me a big smile, I had no idea it was the
last time I would see it, but I will always remember it. You have gone home. We
will meet you there.

When I look in the mirror, I see you. When I speak,
I hear you. You have given me yourself, and as
treasure not to be hidden but given, you will live on.

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