This is the tribute I read at my huband's funeral. We had a wonderful 48 year marriage. I am so thankful that I was able to share this with those who came to his service, and now, to share with you a little about the one-of-a-kind man I cherish and continue to love:
There is no greater blessing than having someone in your life who loves you more than anything else in the world, with their whole being, unconditionally and without reservation and who tells you so.
Ken was that person in my life. He was quick to say I love you. He was quick to forgive. He was quick to say Im sorry, and he was always there to give me a hug and a kiss to bring healing to my distress.
Kens devotion to God and His word was without equal. We had church every day at our house. Even when he was so sick he couldnt eat, he would read his Bible, pray and preach to me about all the things God was revealing to him.
He would sing along as I played hymns for him on the piano, and we would weep because of the presence of the Lord in our home. When people would call or come to see him, his energy would be renewed as he shared his newest understanding of Bible verses.
Ken was my friend, my faithful companion, my lover, my confidant, my playmate, my travel buddy, my provider, my pastor, my story teller (he would often say to me, I know Ive told you this story before, but Im going to tell it to you again. And he enjoyed telling the story as much the 100th time as he did on the first!) Ken was my cheerleader, my strong shoulder to lean on, and so much more.
Many years ago, someone told me that Ken was a diamond in the rough. But he was MY diamond, and I think he polished up pretty well.
Everyone needs a person you can say anything to, share anything with, and with whom you can be who you are with complete security and without fear of rejection. Ken has been that person for me since I was 16 years old.
He has been that special, once-in-a-lifetime blessing in my life.
There is no greater blessing than having someone in your life who loves you more than anything else in the world, with their whole being, unconditionally and without reservation and who tells you so.
Ken was that person in my life. He was quick to say I love you. He was quick to forgive. He was quick to say Im sorry, and he was always there to give me a hug and a kiss to bring healing to my distress.
Kens devotion to God and His word was without equal. We had church every day at our house. Even when he was so sick he couldnt eat, he would read his Bible, pray and preach to me about all the things God was revealing to him.
He would sing along as I played hymns for him on the piano, and we would weep because of the presence of the Lord in our home. When people would call or come to see him, his energy would be renewed as he shared his newest understanding of Bible verses.
Ken was my friend, my faithful companion, my lover, my confidant, my playmate, my travel buddy, my provider, my pastor, my story teller (he would often say to me, I know Ive told you this story before, but Im going to tell it to you again. And he enjoyed telling the story as much the 100th time as he did on the first!) Ken was my cheerleader, my strong shoulder to lean on, and so much more.
Many years ago, someone told me that Ken was a diamond in the rough. But he was MY diamond, and I think he polished up pretty well.
Everyone needs a person you can say anything to, share anything with, and with whom you can be who you are with complete security and without fear of rejection. Ken has been that person for me since I was 16 years old.
He has been that special, once-in-a-lifetime blessing in my life.
