Today is my beloved paternal grandfather's birthday. He passed away last February at the age of 96.
I wrote a tribute to my grandfather and read it at his funeral. I'm sharing it again today to celebrate his wonderful life.
A TRIBUTE TO POPPY
If I had to
choose one word to describe my grandfather (Poppy) it would
be, “LOVE.” He
loved God, he loved people, and he loved life.
Some of my
favorite memories of him are the times he laughed hysterically
while watching
cartoons. I remember watching Tom and Jerry with him and he
laughed so hard
that he nearly fell out of his chair. That was amazing to see
an old man laugh
harder than I did as a little girl. He loved to laugh and he
laughed hard and
often. He truly lived life to the fullest.
Growing up,
I spent a great deal of time with him and my grandmother
because I lived right
next door to them for several years. One of my favorite things
to do as a
little girl was to sit with Poppy and swing with him while one
of his many cats
that he liked to call, “Sweetie Pie”
sat in his lap.
sat in his lap.
I will
always remember the camping trips I took with my grandparents.
Poppy loved his
camper, he loved to fish, and he loved the outdoors. Some of
my greatest
memories are all the times we spent outside in his garden and
on his property.
I learned
what true joy is by hanging out with Poppy. He was always
content while living
a laid-back life in Epworth,
Georgia.
He was
a country boy at heart.
Poppy knew
the art of enjoying the simple things in life. I can hear him
now making a soft
whistling sound just like he did as he tinkered on his tractor
and worked in
his garden. He just had this amazing aura of happiness about
him.
Poppy had a
major sweet tooth. Some of his favorite treats were Circus
Candy Peanuts and
Moon Pies. He loved to eat a slice of cake or pie after every
meal and
sometimes he even ate his dessert before the main course.
And oh how
he loved his family. He was truly the best father and
grandfather a person
could have. He raised three wonderful children. And I know
Jeff, Sabrina, and
Christina agree that he brought tremendous joy into our
childhoods.
I will
always remember the laughter, and the fun times with Poppy.
But what is most
important to me is how Poppy’s life permanently impacted my
heart. I learned
from him that life is a gift—a beautiful gift from our
Heavenly Father. I
watched my grandfather live the life that God intends for
every person to live.
There is a
scripture verse that comes to my mind when I think of Poppy.
Deuteronomy 5:33
says, “Walk in all
the way that the Lord has commanded you, so that you may
live and prosper and
prolong your days in the land that you will possess.”
Poppy could
have had a tragic life. His earthly father passed away on his
11th
birthday and left him fatherless. But he chose the high road
and he let His
Father in Heaven fill the void in his heart after losing a
parent at such a
young age.
Poppy surely
prospered in his life on this earth. He had a rich marriage
with my grandmother
for 72 years. He stayed committed to her and loved her through
the good times
and through the hard times.
He was a man
of courage and a man of honor. He loved and enjoyed his family
and friends so
very much.
He lived a long, fulfilling life because he attained an intimate love relationship with Christ. He lived out the greatest commandments in the Bible very well.
Poppy’s life
is the perfect example of a life fully surrendered to Christ.
He lived a
blessed life throughout his journey on Earth because he loved
God with his
whole heart, mind, and soul. And he certainly loved his
neighbor as himself in
countless ways. He was an amazing man because he tapped into
the true Source of
Life.
His life was
beautiful and filled with joy because of that. An intimate
relationship with
Christ is what God longs for every person to enter into.
He wants us to be so head over heels in love with Jesus that no circumstance or loss can rob us of our joy.
He wants us to be so head over heels in love with Jesus that no circumstance or loss can rob us of our joy.
My prayer
for each one of us is that we will let the life that my
grandfather lived be a
standard we will reach for and that we will let Jesus fill the
void in our
heart in the same way Poppy turned to God when he lost his
daddy as a child.
I will close
with some words that my grandfather wrote to me in a letter.
His words hold the
key to a happy life.
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