Last week, I was sitting at the funeral of my wife’s grandfather. Everybody always called him Papaw. I knew him for over 23 years. There were a lot of facts that I knew about Papaw. He was a retired utility foreman and preacher. I heard him preach twice, I think. He loved to study the Bible and listening to J Vernon McGee on the radio. I have listened to Dr. McGee a few times, knowing that Papaw was such a loyal listener. My wife, Jill, speaks fondly of days spent with him.
Then one of Papaws life long preacher friends delivered the message at the funeral. That’s when I realized, I didn’t know Papaw nearly as well as I thought. I won’t try to retell the story of which I am so vaguely aware. However, I will tell you that Papaw was a faithful man of God. He led many people to faith in our Lord Jesus. He set an example of passion for Christ that is simply inspiring. Now, I think I understand why so many who loved him are grieving.
He left us a legacy. It is a legacy of faith, hope and love.
I heard this verse today (Ps. 31:9). The word “grief” caught my attention. It reminded me of all we have experienced in the last few years. It made me want to dig a little deeper, too.
About half way through Psalm Chapter 31, the despair takes a sudden and dramatic turn:
I trust you, O Lord.
I said, “You are my God.”
My future is in your hands.
Rescue me from my enemies, from those who persecute me.
Smile on me. Vs 14-16