Death brings out the heart of those the loved one touched.
( Honor guard for James Roy Roberts Sr. funeral)
For some great beauty emerges grown from the fertilized ground of pain, their forgiveness unleashes hope and dare I say joy on all those within their presence.
Hope in Christ alone the great Redeemer. Hope that they too can forgive. Hope the world contains beauty and they too can find it.
My husband, my love the one who inspires my heart to be more Christ like John Roberts, blessed us with a eulogy at his father’s funeral yesterday. I have never been prouder of him.
Eulogy: written and delivered by John Roberts 10-3-2017
It is my duty and my honor to stand here today before you for him. There is no greater honor a son can give than to present his father’s story.
I believe dads life verse is:
John 15:12-13 (NIV)
Jesus own words……
My command is this: Love each other as I have loved you. Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one’s life for one’s friends.
He proved this over and over again by risking his life for his friends.
1. US Army 1960-1962 Sargent. (Provo, UT/ Germany)
2. PFD 1963-1983 (Full/Volunteer) Captain
He taught classes around the country teaching fireman & EMT in firefighting techniques & automobile extrication. Showing them new techniques and tools available.
Teaching other to save and protect lives.
3. Pontiac township school district 90 & 429 / Transportation Superintendent (1980-1999)
He worked with Illinois state school board developing school bus safety & education programs. My fathers highest calling was protection of the children of this community and leading others who families entrust their children’s lives.
4. He devoted time to Livingston Humane Society.
My father’s life work was that of one who loved and laid down his life for others, community, and country.
People try to make salvation so complicated and it’s not.
Let me repeat was Jesus stated & commanded
Love each other as I have loved you. Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one’s life for one’s friends.
The real and only question is this…
Do you believe Christ laid down His life for you to call you friend / and to live with Him in eternity. If you have decided, you can’t save yourself that maybe you’re not perfect and that Christ is. Then you are saved.
My father believed Christ died for him and Jesus accepted him as a friend and has brought dad into his family in heaven.
Dad was baptized on March 1st, 1987 . That day he proclaimed to the world that Jesus laid down His life for him.
About 4 years ago to my great honor and relief and joy dad reaffirmed that commitment to Christ when he and I prayed together a simple salvation prayer.
Dad did not need to be perfect to be saved he just needed to know who was.
Like many father and son’s relationships, my father and I’s relationship was not as close as I would have liked it to have been. In the past, couple years I know we drew closer.
Like many father and son’s relationships, my father and I’s relationship was not as close as I would have liked it to have been. In the past, couple years I know we drew closer. See the love a father has for his children is different from that of a mothers. A mother love is that of tenderness and social acceptance. As boys, a mom teaches you to wear clean clothes, not speak in harsh language, try to get along with others, tenderness and acceptance to the world. The love a father is the opposite of that.
My father like his father before him, instructed my brother and I, in a different manner. My father tried to teach us through advice, discipline, and most importantly how to fail falling forward..
Proverbs 19:20 (NIV)
Listen to advice and accept discipline,
and at the end you will be counted among the wise
In a Example of this is the “knife”. I carry this knife with me every day. Like the knife my father gave my brother and the one JIM has that was my fathers. All different types but yet the concept is the same. My Grandfather liked pen knifes, my dad like his Scherade & Bucks. I like the newer carbon fiber one. Different from what dad liked but yet at the root the same. Like the one’s Jim bought his sons, like the ones, I have bought for my sons, and when my daughter are old enough I will buy for them. It’s the tool or tools you take with you every day and everywhere. It is the simplest of the tools. This knife has been by my side everyday driving back and forth to work, hunting, fishing, camping, teaching, It’s been to California, Texas, Oklahoma, Wisconsin and all points between; it is knowledge, it is understanding. At the end of everyday it is not about the knife or any of the other tools he bought for me, it’s about what our father gave us and we carry every day with us. Like the knowledge, his father gave to him and he handed down to us.
Proverbs 22:6 (NIV)
Start children off on the way they should go,
and even when they are old they will not turn from it.
As most of you might have known dads last few months were challenging. The dementia and the cancer ravaged his mind and body. However regardless of the battles my father fought daily in his own body, he still found joy around him. The most amazing of this was the joy found in his family and children. Many days when I or Jim showed up to visit he seem confused, but when we would walk in the room to visit he always knew Jim & I just by our presence. He always knew the grandkids, maybe not by name at first, but he knew they were his…if you look at the pictures in the back you will see a joyous smile on my father’s face. It was a love of the smallest ones around us. I believe my father knew just how blessed he was and still is…and what he has left behind…two sons, three step children, fourteen grand children & step grand children.
Psalm 127:3-5 (NIV)
Children are a heritage from the Lord,
offspring a reward from him.
Like arrows in the hands of a warrior
are children born in one’s youth.
Blessed is the man
whose quiver is full of them.
They will not be put to shame
when they contend with their opponents in court.
My father was born the oldest of ten children to Roy & Sara Roberts on August 18, 1937 and returned to his father in heaven on September 27th. He has three surviving brothers: Jerry, Larry and John Roberts. He has four surviving sisters: Thelma Campbell, Sally McCormick, Nancy Arbogast and Debra Zace. He is preceded in death by his parents, Mark and Virgil (brothers)Ron Campbell Dave McCormick(brother in laws)Fran Roberts (sister-in-law), Mark and Jeff Roberts (nephews).
My father’s life was rooted in this community. Not just from the days at the High school, or the fire department. It went much deeper than that. It was rooted in the coffee shops like the old log cabin, the Labor Day parades, Thresher man’s reunion, it was when he delivered parts for Napa to the small businesses around the community. It was in his youth helping Grandpa at the skating rink, and the family shop, it was helping families and friend when in need, it was growing a garden so large that he had no choice but to give most of it away. It was knowing the families that grew and thrived in this community & being there for and with them. My father was not a rich man in the terms of money, but in the terms of faith and understanding of where he came from my father was very wealthy. He loved this town and felt more comfortable here than anywhere else on this earth. He is the fabric that makes up this community. It is also the place that dad, Jim, and I still call our home town. This is where my father raised us.
The story of my father’s life is right here today in this room and in this community. We thank you all for being his life story.
John 15:12-13 (NIV)
Jesus own words……My command is this: Love each other as I have loved you. Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one’s life for one’s friends.
As our heavenly father loves all of us, my earthly father loved all of you.