Thursday, February 10, 2022

A Life Well Lived - in honor of my Papa, William (Bill) Moore (1932-2022)

Papa and I at Jennifer's (my cousin) wedding in 2018


With Papa and Grandma Moore when visiting in 2020

“That’s good that you believe Jesus is love, Kaitlyn, but you have to remember He is Lord and is He your Lord? Is He the Lord of your life?” I was having dinner with my grandparents back at the beginning of undergrad during the summer once and they asked me this. It is even more striking and thought provoking to me now than then. My papa is a man who lived in the fear and admonition of the Lord and he didn’t pull punches. Even in pain and suffering, he wanted to trust in the work of Christ- his verses were Isaiah 40, specifically verses 28-31: ““Have you not known? Have you not heard? The Lord is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He does not faint or grow weary; his understanding is unsearchable. He gives power to the faint, and to him who has no might he increases strength. Even youths shall faint and be weary, and young men shall fall exhausted; but they who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles; they shall run and not be weary; they shall walk and not faint.” 

At Jennifer's wedding in 2018

The example, even in his pain and struggle for most of the years of my life, of trusting the One true God who saves those who trust in Him is such a testimony. He was married for 66 years to my wonderful grandma, he raised my mom who they adopted with the love of Christ, seeking to raise her in the way she should go to where my dad said that he was not only drawn to her but also drawn to her family because he saw the way that her parents lived.


My Grandma and Papa at their wedding in 1955


My dad and Papa in Deep Creek, MD at my great grandparent Moore's anniversary.
(Maybe1988 before my parents were married. I just love this picture.) 


The Moore Legacy when I was about 6 years old
(This was taken maybe around 1999?)

These pictures are a treasure because they are glimpses of his faithfulness and influence because of the love of Christ in him. The Lord does not want our sacrifices and rituals; he wants our hearts and our lives- our complete devotion. That was my papa- one of the sweetest last memories I have with him was during the summer when we were able to pray together about his pain from his ongoing battle off and on with cancer and then his sheer joy of sharing with his grandchildren and children who were present his favorite hymns. In the past, as a high schooler I’m ashamed to say that this is something that I would’ve been annoyed at, but then I felt that it was a precious moment that we might not have again and what an incredible gift to see his delight in the true words and worship of believers singing together to the Lord. He shared hymn after hymn with us, wanting us to try to watch congregational singing of the hymns. I don’t want to lose my wonder in the Lord and the beauty He is creating, even in the hard things of the world- just like my papa. And while death is an enemy until Christ returns and this is much harder than I even realized, I’m so thankful that he is now with his Lord face to face worshiping without pain, fear, or tears. And that one day I will do the same with him, whole of body and heart, without any pretense or hindrance to the focus on Jesus our Lord and Savior. 

Papa and Grandma Moore (around 2018)


Papa and Grandma during Christmas time 2021

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