I posted the other day about losing my dad and how many of my friends showed extreme generosity. I was blown away by how many people drove almost two hours to be with me and my family at my dad’s funeral in Chatsworth, GA. I also commented on how my son Jackson, who is 10 years old, noticed this act of generosity as well.
After the service was over we received our friends and family in the front of the sanctuary. The church already had events planned all over the church so there was no room for a reception. As we stood at the altar facing the pews, my son noticed who all was there. He tugged me on the pants leg and said “Daddy, look how many people from Northbrook are here! Even Pastor Rodrigo is here!” I replied “I know. Isn’t it cool to see how much we are loved.” Up until that point I had not noticed just how many people were there. It truly was humbling.
Later that afternoon as we were driving home Jackson commented again on how many people were there that he knew. He just couldn’t believe it. He said “Daddy, they didn’t even know Pop. They were there for us.” How about that? A 10 year old boy put it together that these people not only took time out of their Saturday to be with us during this time, but that they had to drive a pretty good distance to be there. What an amazing moment in his life to truly understand what it means to be a man of God and a true friend.
It gets better. The next day we drove 3.5 hours to Tifton, GA for the burial and then we had a service at the Turner County Civic Center where my dad coached for 25 years. We had a wonderful turnout and the celebration of daddy’s life was truly wonderful. There was a lot of humor and throwing daddy under the bus mixed in with some touching stories and a few tears. I know daddy was proud.
Right before the service started I was in the lobby of the gym helping get things going and in comes a wonderful friend of mine from Northbrook. He drove over 3 hours on a Sunday to be with me and my family during this time and then drove 3 hours back home that night! Truly amazing! Humbling.
On the way home that night Pam and I were talking about the day. We thought Jackson was watching a movie when he chimes in “He drove all the way down there and back in the same day to be with us! He didn’t know Pop either!” Once again a 10 year old boy put it all together. What a gift to my son. A gift that will stay with him for the rest of his life.
Heartfelt generosity is humbling to the recipient and contagious to those who witness it. Please do not ever underestimate the impact your generosity has on others. You never know what state of mind someone is in at any given time. You never know what the impact of a kind word or deed is going to have on someone. Generosity comes from the heart! If we are pursuing Christ everyday and stiving to be more like him in all that we do then our hearts will be like His and our hearts will be generous.
I love my friends. Thank you to my boys for helping me show my son what it means to be a real man of God! You all live a lifestyle of generosity.