Roy was a gentle, quiet man who sought no recognition, who left the care
of his life to his heavenly Father, and who occupied himself solely with his
Father’s will. His was a heavenly perspective. As he often reminded me: “We are
but sojourners here.”
Roy passed away last fall. At his memorial service, friends reminisced
over his influence on their lives. Many spoke of his kindness, selfless giving,
humility, and gentle compassion. He was, for many, a visible expression of
God’s unconditional love.
After the service, Roy’s son drove to the assisted-living facility where
his father lived out his final days. He gathered up his dad’s belongings: two
pairs of shoes, a few shirts and pants, and a few odds and ends—the sum of
Roy’s earthly goods—and delivered them to a local charity. Roy never had what
some would consider the good life, but he was rich toward God in good deeds.
George MacDonald wrote, “Which one is the possessor of heaven and earth: He who
has a thousand houses, or he who, with no house to call his own, has ten at
which his knock arouses instant jubilation?”
Roy’s was the good life after all.
No one can know the good life without God. (RBC)
