One day this week started like most, I went to my church office early in the morning, read, prayed and checked e-mail. About 6:30 went to work. While there, I received two messages from friends of mine, sharing that one of the men where I once was pastor had passed away. Reading his obituary showed a glimpse of the man many of us cherished and loved. He was 93 years old and had lived a life of service and commitment. He was married to the same precious woman for 71 years, built the house he lived in with his own two hands, and faithfully lived for the Lord throughout most of his lifetime.
I began to reflect on the dozens of conversations I had with him over the years. This wonderful man was truly a hero! I can still remember seeing him come into church eachSunday with his Bible under his arm. He had a hand shake that spoke volumes of a man who had worked hard for the benefits of others. He told me of the construction of his home and how he wanted to make sure everything was done right, so he did it himself. A tear came to his eye when he spoke of D-Day. Yes, he was there when the allied forces stormed Normandy, he hit the beach stepping over fallen comrades with the mission of pressing forward no matter what. Thank you dear Sir for your service to our country!
Surely the Apostle Paul was speaking of someone like my friend when he wrote,
II Timothy 4:7 “I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith.”
Learning of this great man’s passing I thought of a quote that has meant much to me over the years. DL Moody once said, “One day you’ll awaken to hear of my death but don’t you believe it, because I will be more alive than ever before.”
Due to my work schedule, I will not be able to attend the fond farewell of my brother in Christ, but I will pay my respects through this article. An old song rang in my head as I thought about this hero going home. Here are a few words from the song: “Another Soldier's Coming Home.”
Strike up the band, assemble the choir, another soldier's coming home. Another warrior hears the call; he's waited for so long. He'll battle no more, cause he's won his wars. Make sure Heaven's table has room for at least one more. Sing a welcome song another soldier's coming home.
God bless Miss Mae, and thank you Enoch for a job well done, may we all strive to live as you did. I will miss you!