by InHonorofHim » Tue Jul 08, 2008 4:39 pm
Down to the Altar,
God Bless You Richly, I did not know what the song was about, as I told you previously, I only caught the tail end of it. As I sit here and read these lyrics, it brings tears to my eyes, True to the bible verse, for everything there is a time a purpose and a season. Today, July 8th is the 3rd anniversary of My Daddy going "Home." I will not say die because my Dad served the Lord with everything he had, and he did not die, for Jesus conquered death on the cross at calvary, and when my Daddy asked Jesus into his heart many years ago, that sealed the promise of everlasting life. So my Dad did not die, rather he left this old world for a far better one, and I have to live my life accordingly to the word so I will see Dad again someday. Three years ago today, I was holding my Dad's hand and singing every gospel song we had ever sang as a family in church to him. I was singing "Because He Lives" to him, I had my eyes closed because it hurt me so bad to see Dad struggling to breathe, anyway, this brilliant white light flashed before my closed eyes, and my Dad squeezed my right hand. I was holding his right hand and we had been told he was paralyzed by the stroke that was taking him from me. Three days prior, Daddy's eyes had rolled back in his head, and you could see nothing. The preacher pulled at my shoulders, he said "come on sis, its time to go", but I wasn't finished singing, the Pastor did this twice more, on the last time, I opened my eyes and looked straight across and Dad's chest wasn't moving anymore, and I looked straight into his eyes and they were wide open and he was looking straight over my head, his eyes were clear as day. I know that light was Jesus, had my eyes been opened, I believe I would've been blinded, I know that my Daddy opened up his eyes and saw his Jesus. I believe I sang my Dad into heaven that day, and he squeezed my hand to tell me good-bye. I've battled 3 years of depression over losing my father, but I know that God will bring me out of this valley and show me where I have been, and where He is taking me to. I did'nt know the words to this song, but it reminds me so much of Daddy, God Bless You, Down To the Altar, and Thank you with all my heart. In Honor of Him
Down to the Altar,
God Bless You Richly, I did not know what the song was about, as I told you previously, I only caught the tail end of it. As I sit here and read these lyrics, it brings tears to my eyes, True to the bible verse, for everything there is a time a purpose and a season. Today, July 8th is the 3rd anniversary of My Daddy going "Home." I will not say die because my Dad served the Lord with everything he had, and he did not die, for Jesus conquered death on the cross at calvary, and when my Daddy asked Jesus into his heart many years ago, that sealed the promise of everlasting life. So my Dad did not die, rather he left this old world for a far better one, and I have to live my life accordingly to the word so I will see Dad again someday. Three years ago today, I was holding my Dad's hand and singing every gospel song we had ever sang as a family in church to him. I was singing "Because He Lives" to him, I had my eyes closed because it hurt me so bad to see Dad struggling to breathe, anyway, this brilliant white light flashed before my closed eyes, and my Dad squeezed my right hand. I was holding his right hand and we had been told he was paralyzed by the stroke that was taking him from me. Three days prior, Daddy's eyes had rolled back in his head, and you could see nothing. The preacher pulled at my shoulders, he said "come on sis, its time to go", but I wasn't finished singing, the Pastor did this twice more, on the last time, I opened my eyes and looked straight across and Dad's chest wasn't moving anymore, and I looked straight into his eyes and they were wide open and he was looking straight over my head, his eyes were clear as day. I know that light was Jesus, had my eyes been opened, I believe I would've been blinded, I know that my Daddy opened up his eyes and saw his Jesus. I believe I sang my Dad into heaven that day, and he squeezed my hand to tell me good-bye. I've battled 3 years of depression over losing my father, but I know that God will bring me out of this valley and show me where I have been, and where He is taking me to. I did'nt know the words to this song, but it reminds me so much of Daddy, God Bless You, Down To the Altar, and Thank you with all my heart. In Honor of Him