Faith And A Cop Kids Father

As I was growing up a cops kid in the 1960’s death was something that was always there although it was seldom talked about. He was a tough man on the outside but a teddy bear if you really got to know him. Through I came to realize that he was the dumbest man on earth! Then I realized that Mar Twain said it best.

Sure as father and son we had our share of arguments but in the end it was those lessons that help make me the man I am today. Then came that day that we had talked about so many times and feared the most. The day he would take his last breath on this earth. It was Halloween 2008 and I knew the end was near and as I pleaded with him to keep fighting for the love of his life was on her way. ( not my mother) He looked up and said ” son I’m dying” and at that moment was when I realized that no matter how strong and tough I think I am there are forces I can’t stop. That force is The Lord God Almighty. She did make it in time to see him take his last breath.When the catholic nun came to pray I asked her to read the psalm that is on top of this post. Then of all the things we had talked about concerning his death we never talked about closing the casket lid. The funeral director ask me who was going to close the lid? Without hesitation I said I would. So after the service and was being explained the process of locking down the lid. ( which I really didn’t hear) I looked at his body one last time and said “good bye dad” when I should have said ” thank you dad”. When the catholic nun came to pray I asked her to read the psalm that is on top of this post.

You see no matter what kind and what kind of weeping that is going on in your life joy will come in the morning!