Last night my Grandaddy, Robert Donald McInturff, was ushered into the gates of Heaven on Resurrection Sunday. His spirit fled his earthly body and he stepped on to that holy ground my heart is longing for extra today; I know a heavenly host of angels greeted him as my Uncle Shane and Uncle Jason raced to the front of the line to welcome him home. I can only imagine the scene where my Jesus had his arms outstretched as he gave our GBob the biggest hug exclaiming, "well done, Bobby Don."
My Grandaddy was the most unselfish man I’ve ever known. And anytime someone would make the connection that I was his granddaughter this was affirmed again and again as they would tell me of one way or another he had served them. He was known for his gentleness, his patience, being able to build or fix anything that came his way and his deep love for Mexican food and margaritas. Proverbs 22:1 tells us "A good name is to be chosen over great wealth; favor is better than silver and gold." He created a solid name for his family ... I’ll be forever thankful for that.
Proverbs 19:22 tells us that what is desired in a man is his kindness. And he was full to the brim of that. He loved big, was such a gentleman and loved to be with his family. Each person that married into our family has said something at least once about how GBob sealed the deal for them- they wanted to be in our family to claim him as their own.
For the last six years of his life my Grandaddy warred against the cruel disease of PSP. It robbed us of some of our favorite parts of the the man we loved so much, but he fought it courageously. His mantra his whole life was "never, never, never give up." And he never did. He fought every day until our Savior called him home. My sweet Mimi, his beloved bride of 38 years, was there every step of the way. I could weep into a puddle over how faithfully she has loved and cared for him through sickness and in health. Forever grateful to you, Mimi.
Grandaddy Bob created a legacy for our family that will not be forgotten. How beautifully that was displayed this week as his home was overflowing with those that just wanted to be close to him in his final days. Oh, what a precious time for him to walk into glory during this holy weekend! The promise of the cross and heaven gives us a hope that covers all our sadness and makes us each so homesick for our forever home. I feel like this week has given us tiny foretastes- a glimpse of what we have to look forward to. The assurance of eternity with Jesus has our hearts at peace and we are so thankful for a week of family, prayer, and worship together ... it has truly been a royal goodbye for our beloved Grandaddy Bob.
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