GONE / Nancy I've thought of several things to discuss with him but he is gone. I've almost gone looking for him. I've rushed to tell him something said by his precious President Barack Obama or Kentucky's Coach Patino. I wipe the smile off my face as I remind myself that there will never be a thought or story I will share again with him. No more afternoon chats and gentle teases. Never another uplifting cathartic discussion about Nicholas or the ghosts of 'that night'. 4 years earlier. Who am I?
I used to be the wife and helpmate of a wonderful godly man. But we are gone forever. He's in the room Christ prepared for him in Heaven. I'm here----without him-----the single most influential, charismatic figure of my adult life.The person whose opinion mattered the most and who had to be sought out on every thought---large or small. He nor I realized it was that serious until June 2o when he died. Sim McCarty, a gentle affable man; giving and kind to friends and family or stran gers alike, will never know the depth of his worth on this earth He and my Nicholas are both gone. It hurts. I miss them. I miss HIM.
He was my buddy. That was his hometown nickname that I didn't use but it seemed the world did. On the day of his memorial at our son's Laurel County Kentucky gravesite an acquaintance was glad to see us and was, no doubt, happy about our little celebration for the life of Sim McCarty.He just needed one little key piece. Was Sim F. McCarty any kin to "Buddy" McCarty? True story. Just ask Gary at the station.
I'm tempted to ask God why he had to die!
But I choose to stand firm in our faith---------------my faith and Sim's faith. I choose to become trusting . I won't question God's motives.His judgement, sovereignity or His love for me. For I know His Ways are not my ways. And His ways are righteous.. I will trust in His Master plan.-------- I will draw strength from Him................. I will remember His Promises-------------
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