Two weeks ago yesterday my grandfather, John P. Jabro passed away. At moments, I don’t really realize that he is gone, & at others it hits me like a ton of bricks & I’m overwhelmed with grief.
If you didn’t have the honor of knowing him, I will tell you, John Jabro was a fighter. He fought through multiple heart attacks, surgeries, cancer, and trials. Throughout it all he fought so he could take care of his family. Not many people I know still go to work almost every day when they are almost 90 years old, but my grandpa did! It wasn’t until his most recent heart attack a couple month ago that he stopped going into the office. & even the last couple of months, my grandpa fought through the pain. At times, he told a joke through his labored pains. At other times, he simply used all the strength he has to wink at us.
If you have ever seen a loved one suffering, then you know of the mixed emotions of losing them. You selfishly miss that person so much & wish you had more time for them but you also take joy in the fact that that person is no longer in pain. I am so thankful for the hope that my family has in Jesus. So thankful that my grandfather was a man of faith & we can say with certainty that he is in his eternal home with his Heavenly Father right now.
Never again will they hunger; never again will they thirst. The sun will not beat upon them, nor any scorching heat. For the Lamb at the center of the throne will be their Shepherd; he will lead them to springs of living water. & God will wipe away every tear from their eyes
[Revelation 7:16-17] What a sweet reminder of what my gramps is experiencing right now.
& now, what about us on earth? The ones who loved him so dearly &, quite frankly, feel so lost without him? Lucky for us, gramps didn’t just leave a family behind, but a legacy. I see so much of my grandfather in my family.
His determination to protect and provide for his family has clearly been passed down to his sons. His sacrificial love is a trait that has so apparently been given to my aunt. & my mother, she got his ability to be the strong one, the one that puts things back together when we have just been completely shattered.
I miss my Grandpa Jabro. There have been so many times where I have felt stressed & wanted absolutely nothing more than to just call him & hear his voice tell me a silly joke that would only be funny coming from him.
Lord, bless John Jabro. Thank you for his character, his love, and his faith. He is one of the best men that I will ever be blessed to know. What an honor to be his granddaughter.