My salvation and my glory rest on God; The rock of my strength, my refuge is in God. Psalm 62:7
Today has been tough. Watching someone slowly slip away is hard. I had to get out of the house for a few minutes so I walked down to Dad’s pole buildings. As I’ve stated many times in the stories I’ve shared about my Dad, he loved being outside piddling. After he became sick, some days it took all the strength he could muster to walk down to his outbuildings. His solution was to set a chair in one of the sections of the building, so that when he was able to make it that far, he could sit down and rest. The chair isn’t that pretty, but it held him up.
Through the years I’ve learned Dad loved to do that. He would go walking in the woods or out to one of his buildings and have some alone time with his Lord. I can only imagine some of the conversations he had with the Lord while sitting in his resting chair. From things he has shared, I know he had questions. I know he had moments when he prayed to be taken on Home. But I’m also sure, as hard as it has been, he knew he just had to rest in the Lord.
I sat in Dad’s chair and had my own quiet time. Resting isn’t always pretty or easy. It takes effort to get to that place, just as it took effort for my Dad to get to his chair. But once you’re there, you find the ONE you’re resting in, is able to hold you up.
Rest easy, Dad. I love you.
Joan, you have been such an inspiration in you blog as you and your family have been in this journey with your Dad. My prayers are with your Dad, Mom, you and all your family now and in the days to come. I know God will give you all exactly what you need. Love and prayers.
Dearest Joan, You are an inspiration for me. God has given you insight in His word and it touches every soul that reads your writings. Your Father and Mother are so precious. If those Resting Chairs could talk and tell you how many prayers that were prayed and how many miracles God answered. What a wonderful testimony of your parents faithfulness to the Lord.
You have a wonderful legacy that from your parents to you to your daughters to your grandchildren they have been taught the word.
God bless you, your Mother, Father, Ken and all the family. I love you all. May we all find that resting chair as your Father has.