May 26, 2011 was a tough day for the Fus family. Dad went home to be with the Lord. Not a fun journey to go through or watch my Dad go through. With that said, I can’t begin to imagine what Dad had to go through. Chemo, doctor’s visit’s, pain, sickness, and the list goes on. Yet through it all, with mom by his side every step of the way, he remained faithful to his God and his calling. His passion for people was unparalleled. He loved telling people about Christ. I will forever be in awe of his dedication to Christ and thankful for his example.
The two comments I have heard the most in the past 9 months are these; 1. Time will heal, and 2. Eventually you will have to move on. Being the first time I have ever walked this path, I knew both of these were true. As a matter of fact, I have said them to people that had been in my situation. As the months went on, I found myself waiting for time to heal my hurt. It never did. As I look back over my past, I have come to find that time has never healed my hurt and to the conclusion that time will probably not heal any future hurts. The only thing that will heal my hurt and pain is Christ! Time hasn’t changed my circumstances, but faith and dependence in Christ has made the circumstances easier.
As far as moving on is concerned, I don’t know that I will ever move on from Dad going home. Tough to get over not having such a great man be a physical presence in my life. What I have found is that I can CARRY ON by not dwelling on the obvious physical absence, but focusing on the lessons learned from such a great man and the love he showed me every day of my life.
9 months ago today my Dad’s earthly journey came to an end. He is now walking streets of gold and wading in the crystal sea. I can only imagine the conversations he has had and will be having. I am so happy for him, but wish I could hear him say, “I love you, Tim”, just one more time. I know I will hear it again someday. I just have to wait a while!


