I was nervous.
John said I didn’t need to be. He told me everything was going to be fine.
That morning, I was going to meet John’s parents for the first time. We had made arrangements to meet at Coffee People in Beaverton before John and I headed to Manzanita to stay at the coast with my parents. For some reason, John and I had decided that the end of August was the opportune time to be with both sets of parents. It turned out to be a good idea.
John’s parents were warm and gracious. What I remember and was most conscious of when we were all together was how much John’s parents loved and respected their son. And because John loved me, they would too.
That love that John’s parents gave me on an August morning in 1997 has only continued to grow over time. Even today, the first anniversary of John’s father’s death in 2012, I can tell you that John, our children, and I continue to feel surrounded by the tremendous acceptance and heartfelt blessing of his love for us.
There was never a time when we were together with John’s dad that he did not tell us how much he loved us. Never. Not once.
I believe that John’s dad fully embraced and truly comprehended at the deepest of levels how much we need to hear how loved and accepted we are. There are few places and few people in this world who make us feel this way. John’s dad was one of these people. Even now, we continue to feel his joyful affection for each of us. We can’t help but remember John’s dad and feel loved; completely, immeasurably loved.
John’s dad lived a life of trust and dependence upon his God. He trusted in the name of his God and would pray for his wife, his children, his grandchildren, his friends and the cares and concerns of this world.
Those who know your name trust in you, for you, LORD, have never forsaken those who seek you. Psalm 9:10 NIV
John’s dad loved us well because he trusted well in his God and His love for us all.
It’s been a whole year since John’s dad entered the glorious presence of his God. I am certain he is having the time of his eternal life! But I am also certain, that the legacy of love he left with every one of our family and his friends builds us up, encourages us and strengthens us to do the same.
With love and sincere thanks Dad, for your generous, generous love.