I have a real fear of Dad being forgotten. That is something I just can't bear. Yet, when I really think about it, I know we will all be forgotten one day. The Bible tells us not to love this world because this world is not our home; we are merely passing through. I know my dad sojourned for almost 94 years, but he is home now, more alive than he ever was here on earth. That does not mitigate my pain, though. In time, people will forget him. In time, those who knew him will pass away, too. There will be no one left to remember him. But, he will always be part of every day I tread here on this earth. I will never forget him.
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