Remembered

Last night, Meg and I picked Nate and Ev up early from football practice. Dave picked up Mom and Karis from their house. We converged at Dad's place around sunset. The temperature had cooled into the 90s and a breeze was blowing across the cemetary. We faced west into a gorgeous orange glow as we gathered around Dad's marker. We each held a Freedom red rose as we recited together (sort of) Dad's favorite verse, Isaiah 26:3.

Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on thee: because he trusteth in thee.

Then we each prayed and thanked God for Dad. The children's prayers were so sweet, and Mom was discernibly emotional as she thanked her Father for a godly husband. We laid our roses on Dad's marker and left just as dusk was turning into dark.