I have fought the good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith. - 2 Timothy 4:7 One of my seven brothers passed away last week. He was my second oldest sibling. He was diagnosed with cancer back in September. He like my father was a strong, quiet man. He was a fitness fanatic and in such amazing shape. How many 68 year old men have a six pack! It was difficult to see him be worn away by cancer. He was so courageous and faithful throughout his illness.
My brother John James "Jimmy" to everyone in the family was an interesting man. He was a simple man, a generous man, and a God loving man. His life wasn't always perfect and he like most people had struggles in life. He served our great nation during the Vietnam War. He was a loving father and grandfather. His grandchildren meant the world to him. My brother was also an elite class marathon runner. Something he learned to love late in his life. His competitive accomplishments were something to marvel at. Above all he was a Christian man, faithful to Our Lord till the end.
Jimmy courageous and faith taught me grace and trust in Our Lord's plan for each of us. I am so thankful that my brother made his journey through life with a true love for Christ. He is now on to eternal life! He fought the good fight and finished his race! Rest in peace my brother!