Life, Dirt, Dust and Jesus – Part 2 – by Ken Williams

What I learned from dad and how I applied his lessons.Dad died April 17, 1982. His body was buried in the dirt, has returned to the dust he came from, and his bones are resting in his grave in the Mt. Olivet Cemetery in Kalamazoo, Michigan. Shortly before he died, he predicted he would die soon after he turned 82, like his parents before him. I heard him but was reluctant to let him go and reminded him that Nancy was pregnant, and his youngest grandchild would be born in four months. He was confident, sensing Jesus’ gift of peace but assured me he would die before this grandson would breathe his breath of life.Grandson? I asked dad why he ...