“Your Jesus t-shirt and your underwear…”
May 13, 2015 | My Jottings
Michael has been gone now for over three months, and I don’t think a day has gone by without me thanking God for how He helped and blessed our family during such a difficult time. The many evidences of His presence and love make me marvel still. I will get back to my “regular” blogging eventually, but I want to continue to share here parts of the funeral that still bless me today.
I posted the words to our daughter Sharon’s eulogy a while back, but I’d like to share the actual video now. Just as I have watched Jeremy and Carolyn sing “How Lovely Is Thy Dwelling Place” too many times to count, I have watched again and again to see my oldest daughter give this funny, touching, unforgettable message for her dad.
It still makes me laugh and cry, which is exactly what I want to do, every single day.
I hope you are blessed as you watch! (You’ll understand early on what this post has to do with a Jesus t-shirt and some underwear…) 🙂
I cried almost all the way through this – but laughed out loud in parts too. Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful tribute by Sharon who is so eloquent in all that she said about a very, very great man. A man who loved God and who loved others. Thank you so much for sharing this. Love, Steve XOXOX
Sharon’s tribute made me feel sad that I’d never met Michael. I’ve learned a lot about him and your marriage through your blog and that has blessed me.
Sharon is a wonderful daughter (as are Carolyn and Sara) and her love for you and Michael shines out from her.
Bless you, Julie xx
Thank you Kay. Michael wanted to meet you and Alan…as trite as this might sound, we will be able to spend time together in heaven someday. Your words blessed me dear friend. xo
From what you have written, and from what Sharon says in the video, I have the feeling that few modern men have experienced such a good death. I guess I don’t know for sure. I would wish that for all men. Imagine all the poor people who must die alone, in hospitals, in tragedies, or executions. Michael was surely blessed.
I have been reminded many times what a gift Michael’s dying journey was to his family, and I’m trusting, to him. I pray that the people who die without loved ones around them have God’s very presence to comfort them as He takes them, Leah. Thank you for your thoughtful words. xoxo