My Dad, Ron Grow (1947β2021) died at 4am (pst) on January 11th, 2021. He had been in and out of the hospital over the last two years, and had other health problems over the years prior. This time he ended up in the hospital in July and then after being in hospital for close to three months spent the last month and a half or so in a nursing home under hospice care. He was a retired Conservative Baptist Pastor, and lived in Southern California (where he was also born). I love my dad immensely, and miss him more than words can articulate. Please keep our family, and me, in prayer through this season of grievance. He was suffering greatly at the time of his death, so I find great comfort in knowing he is now full of the joy and health of the Lord at this very moment (I try to imagine what that looks like, but it is hard). The sense and reality of absence right now can be overwhelming, as you many of you know who have lost close loved ones as well. Death still has a sting, but it is the last enemy that will finally be put under Jesusβ feet at the eschaton. I pray for the eschaton, that its eschatos, Jesus Christ, might come, and come quickly! I have all the more reason to want to be there now. I wonβt end this with the typical RIP; that seems too final. I donβt want closure; I am remaining open to the notion that I know the One that sees my Dad right before Him right now. I find great hope and blessed assurance in this. I pray that the Lord tells my Dad, to his face, that I love Him; and I am confident He does. But please do pray for the family. The funeral will be in a few weeks, and so until that happens it will be hard to move forward with certain things; like the mourning process. You can read a tribute post I wrote for my Dad over a year ago now. I wanted him to read something like this before he left for glory (and he did read it).
PS. My blog post output might be even slower than it has been during this next season, we will see. On the other hand, writing has always been therapeutic for me.
Psalm 116.15
Blessed are they who die in the Lord.
“For even though he causes grief he has compassion according to the greatness of his loyal love.” – Lamentations 3:32
So very sorry for your loss, Bobby. Praying for His sustaining comfort.
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Thanks for sharing this with such honesty and eloquence. My prayers are with your family. Iβve so appreciated your posts over the years.
Dear Bobby, I remember when my older brother called me in NYC after our early morning service years ago that βDad just went to be with Jesus.β He was only 62 and died of a massive heart attack. A couple years earlier my brother and I had the joy of baptizing both of our parents when we served at the same church in the Seattle area. Praying with and for you all Bobby, Gary
On Wed, Jan 13, 2021 at 10:43 PM The Evangelical Calvinist wrote:
> Bobby Grow posted: ” My Dad, Ron Grow (1947β2021) died at 4am (pst) on > January 11th, 2021. He had been in and out of the hospital over the last > two years, and had other health problems over the years prior. This time he > ended up in the hospital in July and then after being i” >
Bobby, Please accept my condolences and be assured of my prayers. I rejoice in the relationship you had with your dad. My father dies when I was 17 months old. I’m 72 years old and on the date of his birthday and the date of his death I grieve.
Thank you all for your encouraging words, and prayers! I will respond individually to each of your comments when I can. But thank you, your prayers and words mean much to me. He is risen!
Blessings to you and yours Ken Macari