The outpouring of love and support to our family has been a balm to our bruised hearts. Through cards, visits, calls, flowers, food, hugs, prayers and joining with us at the visitation and funeral you have demonstrated your love and respect for our sweet dad, Ron Brooks.
If only Dad were here to experience it all. He would take in all in, smile, and say, "Thank you, but no." He would redirect our thoughts and hearts upward. "It's all about Him." He would remind us.
If we had been able to see Dad as a twelve year old boy, sent out of his home, left to fend for himself, we would say, "He doesn't have a chance." But God knew better. God healed his hurts, protected his path, adopted Dad as His own and put him to work. Dad lived for his Lord. He would tell us the past does not matter. What you are (or are not) does not matter. Your lack of abilities or talents does not matter....Who you serve does. For Dad knew if God could embrace a forgotten twelve year old and mold him into a tool for service, God is ready to embrace any of us.
Dad's work here on earth is done. He has finished the course. He has run the race and finished well. Today he celebrates with His Savior. But who will take up the mantle? Who will continue in his place? May I urge and challenge you? To honor Dad, live for the One for whom Dad gave his life. Dedicate yourself, willingly sacrifice, follow and love Dad's Jesus.
How to honor Dad? If we asked him?.....If you've ever had the privilege to speak with Dad one on one, you will recall that twinkle in his eye and his half smile as he'd pause, lean forward and say, "Serve my good God."
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