A dear sweet friend lost her father on Wednesday.
He was a papa...a grandpapa and a husband...an uncle, a father-in-law, a brother, a son, a friend.
And he was loved. By his family, by his friends, by those who knew him.
My heart hurt when I read that he'd stepped into eternity. But only for those who were left behind; those who wish with all their hearts that they could have kept him here a few more years -- at the very least.
My prayers and tears are with them now...but my heart rejoices with him, knowing that he is standing -- his body whole and unbroken -- before God and praising Him.