Honor your father and your mother so that your life will be long on the fertile land that the Lord your God is giving you (Exodus 20:12, Common English Bible).
Monday we buried my father. Yesterday was his memorial service. I know, for many that is backward but other concerns entered the picture and this plan worked best for all of us.
During his memorial service I shared the poem below. After learning of his death last Friday evening, I woke up early on Saturday morning. The Scripture and thoughts on 2 Corinthians 4 I shared yesterday along with the title, “The Trailblazer” was on my mind, though I knew the two weren’t related except they were both my gifts to my father, through God. As I laid in bed those seeds started to germinate. Cindy drove us to San Antonio Saturday morning. As she drove, I wrote. Below was the result.
He never discovered worlds unknown,
Or searched the depths of the deep blue sea;
Flight was not his lot in life,
But his life blazed a trail for me.
Pages of history won’t show his name,
Fame and fortune for him wouldn’t be;
Songs and holidays won’t carry his name,
But he blazed a trail for me.
He showed me how to be a man,
In him a loving husband I did see;
He taught me how to be a dad,
That’s one way he blazed a trail for me.
Dad tied my shoes and gave me food,
In the yard he often played ball with me;
We shot bows and arrows and looked at rocks,
Yes, my dad blazed a trail for me.
He showed the value of working hard,
A job done right, the world could see;
The bridges he built stand in time,
His hard work blazed a trail for me.
A son and daughter he did raise
A great father we both did see;
He loved us dearly all our lives
My father, blazed a trail for me.
Self-discipline was the rule of the house,
Many frustrations and failures I would see;
To teach me right, his discipline would prevail,
In being a good citizen, he blazed a trail for me.
He lived the Scripture husbands love your wives,
For over sixty years, their love we would see;
Over all my life, the two were one,
Showing a husband’s love, he blazed a trail for me.
A life of service he did live,
Years of Scouting had him in the trees;
Many boys he taught to camp and cook,
In Scouting he blazed a trail for me.
He served his country in time of war,
The Tolavana his ship in the Navy;
They refueled the fleet, keeping them underway,
In the Navy, he blazed a trail for me.
A Christian man my father was,
Living a faith for all to see;
He read the Bible, worshiped and prayed,
In faith, he blazed a trail for me.
Today he’s not here, today he’s gone home,
The great glory of God he does see;
The eternal reward stands before him now,
From now until forever at home in the sky,
Still, he’s blazing a trail for me.
We appreciate your prayers. This has been a hard week. We know God has been with us. Through your prayers, you have been with us as well. You are a blessing to me and my family.
You have a blessed day in the Lord.
Grace and Peace,
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