My friend Wally is close to going home to be with His Savior. I think he's around 50, and his earthly tent has Pancreatic cancer, which at this stage is causing him to starve to death.
This is man who will leave a "Jesus-shaped" hole in the world. He has been an example to me of what a Christian business man should look like. He's not a perfect man, today, but will be in just a few days.
My heart rejoices with Wally in his completion of the race and aches with his family, as they remember what a great dad and husband they were blessed to have for this short time here on earth.
Ps. 112 is men's directive as Prov. 31 is to women.
1 Praise the LORD.
Blessed is the man who fears the LORD,
who finds great delight in his commands.
2 His children will be mighty in the land;
the generation of the upright will be blessed.
3 Wealth and riches are in his house,
and his righteousness endures forever.
4 Even in darkness light dawns for the upright,
for the gracious and compassionate and righteous man.
5 Good will come to him who is generous and lends freely,
who conducts his affairs with justice.
6 Surely he will never be shaken;
a righteous man will be remembered forever.
7 He will have no fear of bad news;
his heart is steadfast, trusting in the LORD.
8 His heart is secure, he will have no fear;
in the end he will look in triumph on his foes.
9 He has scattered abroad his gifts to the poor,
his righteousness endures forever;
his horn will be lifted high in honor.
I have been listening to Nicole Nordeman lately and this song makes me think of Wally and also what Legacy will I leave when my days here are complete. I hope you are encouraged.
I don't mind if you've got something nice to say about me
And I enjoy an accolade like the rest
You could take my picture and hang it in a gallery
Of all who's who and so-n-so's that used to be the best
At such'n'such ... it wouldn't matter much
I won't lie, it feels alright to see your name in lights
We all need an 'Atta boy' or 'Atta girl'
But in the end I'd like to hang my hat on more besides
The temporary trappings of this world
I want to leave a legacy
How will they remember me?
Did I choose to love? Did I point to You enough
To make a mark on things?
I want to leave an offering
A child of mercy and grace who
blessed your name unapologetically
And leave that kind of legacy
I don't have to look too far or too long awhile
To make a lengthly list of all that I enjoy
It's an accumulating trinket and a treasure pile
Where moth and rust, thieves and such will soon enough destroy
Not well traveled, not well read, not well-to-do or well bred
Just want to hear instead, "Well Done" good and faithful one...
When people remember us, what will they remember most?
Pray for the Carruthers family for continued peace and for their faith to remain strong in a very difficult time.