A Good Friday: Dad’s First Birthday in Heaven 

Today is Dad’s first birthday in heaven. But I’m grateful.

He spent his last years on hospice.

Suffering.
In pain.

Lovingly cared for by my Mom.

When his suffering finally ended, I was relieved. Because I know where Dad is. Healed, whole, and having the best Good Friday of His life!

That’s the promise of Resurrection weekend.

On the first Good Friday, Jesus suffered and died for our sin and sickness.

I prayed and believed for Dad’s illness to be healed in the here and now. The promise of everlasting healing in forever is so much more … GOOD.

My birthday is Sunday. In 49 years, I’ve never had an Easter birthday. A perfect fit. Almost like God is orchestrating everything. Somehow.

Dad's first birthday in heaven. My first birthday on Easter.

Left to the here and now, I am reflecting on the goodness of God …

To Save us completely,
To Redeem us fully,
To Rescue us from death,
To Give us a Hope and a Future.

The little boy in awe at his Pappy’s birthday pie is now 17 years old.

Time moves quickly. At some point soon, all of us will pass on.

The Good News this Good Friday? It doesn’t have to end HERE. Jesus is waiting for us to live forever with Him!

Even better news. He is wanting to live with us here and now. We don’t have to wait until heaven to experience Jesus!

If you’ve never given your life to Jesus, or if you’re not sure if you have. Message me. Let me pray for you. There’s nothing I want more on my Dad’s first birthday in heaven than to help you experience the Love of God my Dad knew and shared with so many.

If you believe in Jesus, bring someone with you to church Sunday who needs Him! Happy Resurrection weekend!

And Happy Birthday, Dad! I’ll see you in heaven!

Mark Rowan