The kind of death that you died gives testament to the kind of life you lived.
the words of your son, your daughter, and the pastor gave testament to your life as well.
You were a man. I obviously didn’t know you… but you were a man, and like all men, you had your faults. you probably lost your temper from time to time or were needlessly frustrated. you probably divided your attention among different things when you should have focused on one or another, and you probably didn’t measure up to the standard of living that you wanted to measure up to. But what you DID do was love your children and your family and your church in a way that made a lasting, indelible impression on them.
I don’t know much about your life, but i know that your death was one where you gave up your life to save your children, your church, your family…
It takes not only a strong man to do that, but a strong love. I heard of, and believe from what your death evidences tha tyour life was one lived with a deep love for your Savior, and a deep love for those that God placed in your life. the strength of your love for God and for those he gave you are a beautiful testament to the sacrificial love of the Savior whom you followed.
I pray that the love you gave your life for would be one that would surround your children, and that would be emulated by the church you died in.
Thank you for your courage. Thank you for giving your life for so many. Thank you for making a profound impact on this world. You are a blessing.