What made it so poignant is that our Pastor, (who happens to be my BFF's father, and other BFF's uncle), on his dying bed, performed the consecration. I don't ever want to forget the power in his voice when he spoke to us and encouraged us...for over twenty five minutes; this when he has barely had energy for more than a few words.
I just had to put it in writing. My heart is full. I really don't have words. Today may be the last time I see him on this side. I will see him again Glory. But it is well with my heart and soul. I will honor his memory by being faithful to God and carrying on the work started long, long ago.