tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4073081242561127257.post9131111149272749453..comments2013-04-03T14:52:24.150-07:00Comments on Rebekah Hopes: Memories of GenerosityRebekah Hopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05621414007953219061noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4073081242561127257.post-84839837121804770422011-12-28T21:49:38.245-08:002011-12-28T21:49:38.245-08:00Absolutely beautiful. What a precious tribute to y...Absolutely beautiful. What a precious tribute to your dad. He sounds like an amazing man!Nataliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15847715247476489743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4073081242561127257.post-73787219410965894632011-12-02T15:53:30.442-08:002011-12-02T15:53:30.442-08:00This is beautiful!This is beautiful!Just mehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07467136574847865963noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4073081242561127257.post-78870757448365258982011-12-02T15:20:12.130-08:002011-12-02T15:20:12.130-08:00As usual...you have ‘teared‘ me up again...and I g...As usual...you have ‘teared‘ me up again...and I got to thinken; this is the legacy that I inherited from my father Norman. When I think back to all the people he touched...though he was known to cavort with heads-of state, presidents, high rollers and the like; and he loved his big black "diplomatic" vehicles...Dad always had time and resources for the "least of these" too. His venues wwere China, Peru, Ecuador, Colombia, Haiti, and Dominican Republic, where his size was such an oddity. A giant of a man at 6ft-6in & 250lbs, he was known to flaunt it, as needed, to intimidate the proud but he also would bow low to touch and lift up the lowly and humble. He opened his heart and his wallet freely to give of resources he often had squeezed too tightly...and yet, he still gave. His work and life were dedicated to building up the down trodden, abused masses; teaching them to fish...after giving them a fish. He loved and respected the most "common" of people and shared them with us. Many times while traveling through these foreign lands we would stop at the local eateries to partake of the common foods and he always let the locals know how much he enjoyed their fare. Also, as was typical in foreign lands, we “Americanos” had domestic help to take care of the house. Each worker was always treated with the utmost of respect by him and we were expected to do the same…as Mr. Rogers would sing…they were neighbors in our neighborhood; we learned much from them and with them. <br /> So, it is your turn now to grab your end of the legacy, to “run the race set before you” bringing Glory to the King of Our Greatest Legacy….our LORD and Savior, Jesus Christ!<br /> "Give and it shall be given to you; god measure, pressed down, shaken together..."<br /><br />Love, "poppie"Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com