I was in Canada for my grandfather's memorial service. He passed away on September 13th, and the whole family made the drive from Nebraska to Ontario to celebrate his life. It was evident throughout the whole weekend that he was a loved and esteemed man. One person spoke of his faithful prayer life, while another spoke of his heart for the lost. One mentioned his courage as a tribal missionary, while another mentioned his faithful care for his wife through Alzheimer's and cancer.
I was impacted by a different fact.
When he passed away, the only items that he left behind were able to be packed into a single car.
This man lived simply.
I don't, but I want to.
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