Temporary Fudge Cake, Eternal Life

It’s been almost two years now…plain and simple…Dad is still missed with every day that passes. Today would have been his 72nd birthday and as my brother posted on FB, they would have been golfing today. Of course they would because it turned out to be a beautiful day, not that the cold, snow or wind ever stopped us from golfing. Did you know you can golf for free on Thanksgiving and Christmas Day? We did!


Dad in his patriotic hat ready to hit the greens

Golfing has always been a big part of my dad’s life and he passed on his love of the game to all of us, even Señor Harjo, however Gaye was never impressed with the sport and/or was probably too busy hanging out with Marty in church parking lots, it’s a weird thing they did.

See Mom's matching sweats and ear muffs...you know it was cold!

For many years golf is what we did, all weekend, every weekend, often times 36 holes in one day. Dad and mom planned vacations around golf courses. Mom has all kinds of cute golf shoes/sandals, earrings, clothes, visors – all that match. We played tournaments, scrambles, even glow in the dark golf in Pawnee! Together, as a couple, they made golfing their life, their bond, their “thing” to go do.

Dad and I at Mescalero, New Mexico Golf Tournament

Summer day, some where in a sea of green. Way to keep your head down Buster!

Golf is not the same now, there is a missing piece,  a missing person...my dad; but at the same time golf brings this familiar peace and comfort of dad. Our family not only plays golf but we watch it on TV; and as we get ready to watch the 2^nd Master’s Tournament without Dad here, we all can envision his remarks about the shots, the players and the commentators.

Isn’t that how life here goes? Change. Adjustments. New seasons.


Dad's outward baptism of what had taken place within his heart; the old was gone and the new had come.

A hole in One here...Dad is now Whole in One in heaven with the real Master.

Yes, we mourn, but we don't mourn without hope. One day, sooner than we know, we will be reunited with our Dad, but more than that we will be reunited with the One who made eternity possible.

Happy Birthday Dad, I know you are in the presence of Jesus and I am pretty sure you are eating chocolate cake; so in memory of you, we too will eat your favorite dessert meal, Braum's Fudge Cake. Although the cake is temporary, our memories of you remain and even more so your soul is eternally with our Father in heaven. We don't lose heart dad, love and miss you!

“Therefore we do not lose heart. Even though our outward man is perishing, yet the inward man is being renewed day by day. For our light affliction, which is but for a moment, is working for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory, while we do not look at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen. For the things which are seen are temporary, but the things which are not seen are eternal.” 2 Corinthians 4:16-18