Big Heart

So I've been writing a travel blog because I've been traveling, but I had to note this on here.

My church lost a great man today. He was a big man--with a big heart--literally and figuratively. He sat behind me, and loved to sing worship music, with gusty amens, and hallelujahs. I remember that one of the first things I ever did at church, about 7 years ago, was attend a car clinic to learn how to properly take care of my car--and he was giving advice, since he was a mechanic by trade. I still remember him telling me the penny trick to see if my tires need air.

In the last few years I've learned to love his children and have watched in amazement how they've grown in grace and knowledge. He and their mother have done an amazing job raising them to love God and people and to have a passion for ministry.

Such a big personality is going to be sorely missed. My prayers are with his family, and I look forward to the day, when all knees bow in worship at the throne, singing "Worthy is the Lamb" and I hear his heartfelt agreement behind me once again.