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A Family’s Impact

 

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This past weekend I got to spend time with my family in Florida and remember and honor my grandfather who passed away earlier this year. As people retold stories and memories that they had shared with my grandfather, I realized what an impact one life can have. My grandpa lived a little over 80 years on this earth, but he touched so many lives. He had an impact on relatives separated by generations and hundreds of miles, and even those outside his family were impacted by his quiet and faithful life. He was dedicated to God and his family, he provided for a wife and 5 children, he stayed married to the same woman for 60 years and he served wherever he went. On the plane ride home, I overheard a conversation some high schoolers where having about their own parents, about how many divorces and marriages and kids they had. One girl claimed that everyone in her family except her parents had been remarried at some point. It made me sad that this is considered normal now days, but it also made me thankful for my grandpa. He led by example, he lived faithfully each day and that had an impact on his children, and grandchildren and it will continue to impact his great grandkids and the generations in the future. Because he was faithful, it was easier for the next generation in my family to also stay faithful. I’m so glad to see so many of my uncles, aunts, and cousins following Jesus and still living faithfully to one husband or wife.

So thanks for running your race well grandpa! I hope I can do the same.

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Poem for Grandpa

So my past week has been a flurry of emotions, stress, ups and downs. My 94 year old Grandpa passed away on Saturday and I just got back from the funeral yesterday. Everything’s been so busy that it’s been hard to stop and reflect on the relationship I had with him.

He wasn’t my real grandpa, that grandpa died when I was 6. Grandpa Eddie came into my life 12 years ago when he married my grandma. It was strange at first to have this new person be part of my family but over the years I got to know him very well and I want to write a poem in his honor.

Eddie

What can I say about a man who’s seen so much?

Who lived through times of war and peace,

and saw so much of history.

 

His life revolved around the farm.

Feeding cows, bailing hay,

watching the sky for signs of rain.

 

I cannot recount all you’ve seen,

the people you’ve loved,

the things you’ve grieved.

All I can say is thank you from me.

 

You always had a Coke to share,

a smile to offer, a laugh to give.

You took care of my grandma,

welcomed us with each visit,

sold us your old Mercury,

and paid for college tuition.

 

When I tried my hand at writing,

you read my book,

and told everyone around,

that it was really good.

 

There is so much more,

that I could say,

about your love, faith, and generosity.

But I’ll end by saying this;

Though not by blood,

you will forever be

my Grandpa Eddie.

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