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Monday, May 17, 2010

My John Wesley

My grandfather was not THE John Wesley, but his parents thought enough of this man to name their son after one of the founders of the Methodist movement John Wesley . Talk about pressure. I'm proud to say that by all accounts, he lived up to that pressure.

I arrived home from a run several years ago and my wife was in tears.  She looked at me and almost inaudibly said "Grandpa died last night."

It was sudden and needless to say, tough on all of us.  The day before he died, my 3 year old received this card....

He made a point to make us all feel that way.

I could write for hours about how he cared for my grandmother before she passed away.  She was very ill for years and he cared for her night and day.  I remember when I was out visiting one summer (so my parents could have a break and if you knew me you'd understand that they deserved it) and came down with a stomach virus.  I was about 13 at the time.  He held me during the most violent moments and beyond. He wanted me to know that he was there for me and wasn't going away.

He had a great smile, a great sense of humor and a terrible golf game (sorry Pop...we had fun anyway).

This may have been the most thoughtful and caring man in my life and I regret that I didn't realize it at the time.  I have grown in my faith since his death and for that I think he'd be proud.  I keep this birthday card on my dresser and see it daily.  It reminds me to think of others before I think of myself.  I'm not very good at that, but with an example like John Wesley I'll get there.

Run in Peace, Rest in Grace