This wonderful man, is the father of my pastor's wife, my very good friend. I met both of her parents about 6 or 7 years ago. I was drawn to both of them like a magnet. I saw in them that I have never really seen in anyone else, their devotion and love for the Lord and to each other, it was beautiful. They had such a glorious relationship with the Lord that I wanted it, badly. I was still a baby Christian at the time and they were exactly what I needed and still need in my life.
They moved to our town for a short period of time and to my greatest joy they moved down the street from my home. So, I was a frequent visitor. We had bible studies all the time, through them I matured as a Christian and we bonded spiritually. They both taught me how to pray for myself and for my family, without calling in the cavalry to save me. They became my spiritual parents and in a sense, "papa" became the father I never had. For the first time in my life, I knew what it felt like to have an earthly "daddy." I was doubly blessed with TWO spiritual mothers, my precious mom and my second mom.
The day they moved back to their home, to a very, very far away state, I clung to them both and cried, me and papa cried and we just couldn't stop crying and hugging. I couldn't bear to see them leave, but they had to.
From them on we telephoned a lot and prayed together. When papa fell sick, I was torn to pieces, I couldn't go and see him and I desperately wanted to, but the money was just never there to make the trip. And now...it's too late!!
I know he is with his precious Lord and in full joy, but it is hard for those who are left behind who are mourning his passing.
Please pray for my friend and her son, they are not doing well at all, and they are driving a long way to say their goodbyes.
"Goodbye papa, I love you!"