My lord...                         my love…
my master…                  my head…
my pastor…                  my son and my daddy…

You are a lot more than all these to me.

You taught me to listen more and talk less.
To forgive and always ask for forgiveness;

As well as most godly virtues I’m able to live by today.

You were poor in spirit, meek, pure in heart, hungry and thirsty for righteousness.

I have no doubt that you are in God’s kingdom right now.

I look at all the Christmas & New Year preparations for you, all future plans, and the stage of positions of our children now. 

The evil one would want to minister in his three-fold ways.

Glory be to our Most High God, who even in our unfaithfulness will never deny Himself by remaining faithful.

He, Who knows the end from the beginning, having better plans and things for you and all your children, called you home at this time.

We will miss you but we believe that you will never cease to pray for us.

We will never by, His grace & mercy, stray from the legacy which you have left for us, so that eventually when the roll is called up yonder, we will be with you never to part again, In Jesus mighty name.

Amen and Amen.

You’re wife. Angy.