A Tribute to My Hero – Memorial Day Weekend 2017

me and dad

“Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark, in the hopeless swamps of the approximate, the not-quite, the not-yet, the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish, in lonely frustration for the life you deserved, but have never been able to reach. Check your road and the nature of your battle. The world you desired can be won. It exists, it is real, it is possible, it is yours.”
Ayn Rand
Here’s a repost of a tribute to my dad blogged on Memorial Day 2 years ago! Since then, its only got better. Now 97, he celebrates 70 years of oneness with his sweetheart “rescuer” Phylis Goetsch.

They say Old Soldiers never die, they simply fade away. I say old heroes neither die nor fade. They live on through the legacy they leave in all of the lives they so powerfully impact. Dad is my true hero! His impact will never die nor fade. It resonates in his offspring, from sons to great grand children, to great, great grand children… musicians, missionaries, ministers, medical scientists, writers, lovers of animals and nature, corporate leaders, athletes, shifter’s, movers and shakers, and rascals! All pressing on to their calling to be heroes after the kind that has set this glorious pace for extraordinary living. Fond memories go into the making of these future heroes… stern coaching and disciplining of wild youthful hearts, Sunday afternoon drives to not too distant water holes where the water was cooler and deeper than the local swimming pool and not as crowded. Home cooked Sunday dinners (the roast lamb and gravy live on happily on our Texas dinner table) with the best of friends, sometimes on the banks of a cool glass smooth lake, often followed by the thrills of a Watermelon fight.

Of proudly enduring hard pews listening in amazement as he shared those wonderful words of LIFE, always reaching out like a lifeline to some drowning soul. Never without purpose. Never without calling for the verdict!
Of overnight drives to the favorite spots in the whole world, where wild waves crash and big fish bite on stinky rock-bait attached to rigs of homemade lead sinkers forged in a silver desert spoon.
Of pre dawn excursions down the rocky crags to just the right spot in the East flowing Kie River to yank out a few giant pallang (eel) on a homemade “bob”, no hook needed! And then squeal with disgust at the quivering white filleted flesh as the salt re energizes the now benign nerves.
Of returning from a long days adventure to the snug, cozy little homestead of my hero’s heroes, to the indescribable aromatic cloud left by the “famous” Nanny Goetsch cookies (that live on in every Goetsch household to this day) and prepared with a hot cup of tea in hand to listen to the never-ending adventuresScan 151440003 of my hero’s service to his family and his country, and how that incredible journey led him to be a warrior of Faith in a different army with a greater mission.
Always acknowledging his weaknesses while holding fast to grace, this imperfect hero will not have to wait for some distant moment for his final recognition and crowning… wherever he has walked, if I’m still enough, I see his crowns at His Saviors feet and hear Him saying, “well done, well done, well done! You have entered into My Joy”
At 97 years young this year he still pursues with passion the calling of his Master Commander to be a grace bridge as he seek another lost to save.
His testimony of Amazing Grace is to this day spread far and wide through his story in his book “From The Gutter Most to the Upper Most”, a powerful story of how GodScan 151440001s Amazing Graze could stoop and scoop a lost and hopeless soul and lift him to place among the saints of this world.
We journey on with him in joyful celebration in anticipation of that day when he will meet his Super Hero face to face and he will see Him as He is, and dad will be just like Him!
Dad would be the first to agree with the Apostle Paul;
Philippians 3:12-16 – Focused on the Goal

“12-14 I’m not saying that I have this all together, that I have it made. But I am well on my way, reaching out for Christ, who has so wondrously reached out for me. Friends, don’t get me wrong: By no means do I count myself an expert in all of this, but I’ve got my eye on the goal, where God is beckoning us onward—to Jesus. I’m off and running, and I’m not turning back.

15-16 So let’s keep focused on that goal, those of us who want everything God has for us. If any of you have something else in mind, something less than total commitment, God will clear your blurred vision—you’ll see it yet! Now that we’re on the right track, let’s stay on it.”

Category: Just Sayin'
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