That is the subject of my message this morning. I cannot help but think about Andrew this morning. Why was he here and only for 8 years. Was there a purpose for his short life? The Answer is an easy one. Andrew brought light in to many dark places and touched so many lives. As tears rush down my cheeks this morning I cannot help but think how Andrew loved to do things for others. He loved to give presents and make things for other people. He loved to laugh and he could make others laugh as well. When he was around 5 or 6 he ask me to read his fortune cookie. I told him it said he must give his dad two hugs a day. It was something Andrew never forgot. He would often come up to me, give me two big hugs and say, “Two hugs a day!”. How I miss him this morning. His smile and excitement when he was able to go to church. He loved being around his church family. I have thought of Andrew often this week. When I walk in his room, I remember the morning we were getting ready for his make a wish trip, there was such joy that morning. Andrew and I were sitting on his bed and laughing because I could not get his sock on. He smiled and looked at me and said, ” It’s ok dad, I can’t put in on either. We just laid back an laughed some more. Andrew brought so much laughter and joy into our home. The thing I miss the most about Andrew is just being near him. Seeing his eyes, hearing his voice. I still hear him call me sometime when I am in the back of the house. I miss seeing him ride his bike, sing with Charis and Stephen. I miss boxing with him. He loved to pretend box. We would go round after round with those boxing gloves. I miss playing the WII with him and watching his face when he won, or fusing at Stephen when Stephen won. I miss my boy this morning but I know why he was here. He brought a simple joy into my heart and life. I hate the pain I have in my heart this morning. It is not the pain of bitterness, or anger. It is a pain of longing. It is a pain of missing. So why am I here? Because there are others that need me today. In just a couple of hours I will stand behind a pulpit and try to answer this question today-Why am I here? Is there a purpose to life? The Bible tells us we all have a purpose in life and it is one my little boy fulfilled. He brought his father and mother much joy, happiness to others and Glory to God. Mission Accomplished
Why am I here?
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July 11, 2010
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2 responses to “Why am I here?”
David Ingram
July 11th, 2010 at 08:32
I don’t think I ever met anyone who reflected the joy of Christ in his heart as much as Andrew did. The things you mention are my most favorite memories of Andrew too – I still remember how much fun he had shooting foam darts into the kitchen at everyone! He was so full of joy, a joy that I will always remember. Your remark, “He loved to give presents and make things for other people” … I will forever treasure the the little yellow wooden truck he painted and gave to me last July. I keep it on my desk, and every day, I remember his kindness. A special young man I am so grateful to have had the opportunity to meet … mission accomplished, indeed. Our love to you all.
Patty Davis
July 11th, 2010 at 09:21
“Well done my good and faithful servant”. Andrew has heard those words, I am sure. I think our mission in life is to do as Andrew did. He accomplished in his short life what it takes most of us many more years (if ever) to accomplish. He showed Christ to his world. We should learn from him. We must live for others as we serve our great God and Lord. You, as his earthly father, taught him well, Brother Shawn. Andrew earned his reward after enduring far more than most do in a lifetime, enjoying God’s blessing to the fullest, and encouraging others around him to seek the God of Heaven. Take comfort in knowing that you raised him well, that he loved you very much, he is safe in the arms of Jesus, and you will be together again someday soon. Love you, Brother