Friday, October 30, 2009

A Year Ago Today

A Year Ago Today

It’s been twelve months since I last spoke to my father.
A year ago the number of his days here on earth was done.
He spent the first half of his life pursuing vanity, looking for pleasures under the sun.
The last half was much better than the first for he found fulfillment in Jesus Christ God’s Son.

One day all his monuments to selfishness came crashing down.
The refuge he normally sought he now realized that they were empty of relief.
He heard a country preacher say, “give your heart to Jesus son, He is the refuge that you seek.”
It was the very next Sunday morn’, he asked forgiveness at the Saviors feet.

In the past he had visited church and brought his children with him.
This was not the first time he had heard Gospel for he heard many plead before.
But this time there was something different, and it would change him for evermore.
This time he heard a message as if directly from His Sovereign Lord.

It took some time to chip away the rough edges that still remained.
But in the end he became a quite a different man; sweet, kind, and true.
He became my closest friend and yes even like a brother too.
It pains me now to write this note and say, “Daddy I really, really, miss you.”

It’s been twelve months since I last spoke to my friend, and yet I know we will speak again.
For when Jesus ascended into heaven He promised that He would return and soon arrive.  
And when He comes the dead will be the first to awake and then those of us who are alive.
We will be caught up together in the clouds, and forever with our Lord there abide.  

All these words ring brightly true yet still sorrow sadly drones.
Sometimes the world seems dark, lonely, and often it is full of bleakness.
Yet if my father were to speak today I know he would share his favorite verse in meekness.
Jesus said, “My grace is sufficient for you, for My strength is made perfect in weakness.”


Gina said...


Hard to believe it has already been over a year. Your dad had grown to have such a kindness about him that he practically "glowed" that first Sunday morning when I walked into LABC/GRBC with my wife and four sons. If every Christian church member in every Christian church did as much for a first time guest as he did, there would be a manifold increase in "visitor retention"; I can guarantee you that. I know it will be tough to take, but it wasn't the Sunday school lesson, the worship service, the sermon or the building that brought the Wilkey's back that second Sunday; it was your Dad's kindness, warmth and unreserved confidence in you, (yes he admiitted he was biased) and in the "newly reborn" ministry that was going on at the church. I'm glad your dad was in church that Sunday!

Grace said...


Justin and I sure did love your dad. As Tim said, he radiated kindness...I sure do miss his music:)