Happy Heavenly Birthday Dad!

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My Father, George Redman Beyer, passed away last year on July 31.  In honor of him, I would like to post here the words I spoke at his memorial service.


All you who knew George, whether it was for 5 minutes or fifty years, knew that he was very kind, calm, patient, slow, methodical, and very intelligent.


He loved history and could remember facts and figures with an almost photographic memory.  Most of those official blue and yellow signs you see around the state of PA were written by my Dad.  When I was little I couldn’t remember the name of the Pennsylvania Historical and Museum Commission, so I just told people that my Dad was a Historical Marker Maker.  They gave me funny looks.


I got even stranger reactions when I told them that we were Quakers and went to Meeting instead of Church.  Dad was always a man of peace.  I almost never heard him criticize other people and I almost never saw him get angry.


In recent years, he had to bear with my five wild boys running around the house with nerf guns, squirt guns, and cap guns.  Still he was very patient with them.  He spent hour after hour after hour reading to all the grandchildren, snuggling on the sofa.


He answered question after question, read book after book.  He rejoiced at the birth of every new grandchild and enjoyed them immensely.

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This was an intense week for our family.  Dad was sent to the emergency room on Monday with blood clots in his lungs.  He stopped breathing and received CPR three times.  When I saw him that evening, he was unconscious and the hospital was still trying to stabilize him.  That night I prayed those deep, desperate prayers.  I love it how God draws so near to me in times like these.  I felt like He said to me, “This will end in death, but it is OK.”  Then I saw a picture in my mind.  I saw my dad as a young boy, running in the summer twilight.

scan23He had perfect shalom, “perfect peace, nothing broken, and nothing missing.”  He was running into the arms of God the Father.  They both had such joy and excitement about being together.

On Tuesday the hospital thought they might be able to stabilize Dad and wake him up.  Then we received a call that he had taken a turn for the worse, and we better get in there as soon as we could.  Again I began praying in the car, and I was desperate with God.  I said, “You can’t let him die if he’s not ready, if it is not his time.  I haven’t done enough. I haven’t told him enough about you.  I haven’t shown him enough love.”  Again the sweet presence of God surrounded me and said, “It is already done.  I have already done it all.  All that is left is to trust me.

So as we sat in Dad’s room watching him peacefully pass away, I again thought of him running into the arms of his Father.  I heard the Father God say to him, “George, it doesn’t matter what you did or didn’t do in your lifetime.  I want you! You are my reward; You are my pearl of great price.”

Mom told me that Dad had recently attended a conference at Life Center and loved the song, “Abba” which means Daddy. (Click here to listen to the wonderful song.) We sang that song in Worship tonight.  This confirmed to me that he had a longing in his heart to know God as his Daddy, and now his heart’s desire is fulfilled.  He feels for the first time the full strength of the unconditional, all consuming love of the Father.  Dad had loving parents and a loving family.  Loving relationships are the joy of this life.  But they are just the first morning rays of sunlight peaking over the horizon.  Now he is standing in the brightness of noonday, and I am so happy for him!


I love how God gives us signs to explain what is happening in the unseen realm.  He gave me a sign.  My mom had transplanted a lot of flowers from her yard to into my yard.  The irises and hyacinths have been blooming for many years now, but I have never seen the resurrection lily.  I just thought it had died, and I had forgotten about it.  But the day after my Dad died, I looked out my window and I saw it blooming!

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I love you Dad!

I am my Daddy’s Favorite

Have you ever felt like you were trying hard to do everything right but at every turn your efforts were being thwarted?  Instead of open doors to the people, jobs, opportunities, resources you were hoping for, all you encounter are brick walls.  Funny thing about brick walls; they do not step aside and they show no compassion!  For years Chris and I felt like that.  We would try and try to break through into the prosperity that we knew God had for us.  Chris would try to get the right job and then work hard. We would attempt to do all the right things and pray the right prayers.  Yet one heart breaking setback after another would hold us back.  We almost felt as though we were cursed rather than blessed.  But we knew that God wanted to bless us…so what was the problem?

For years we were undoing the natural consequences of bad decisions we had made…really bad decisions.  So the consequences provided for us an excellent education that we are so thankful for!

After that, we began to step into new territory; making good decisions based upon what would please God the most.  Surely this would bring His favor.  Yet the years continued to go by, and we were still living paycheck to paycheck.  Discouragement would try to tell us that God didn’t like us very much, that He didn’t pay attention to our prayers or our needs.  But truth keep telling us that just the opposite was true.  He loved us like a Father. In fact, we were our Daddy’s favorites.  His plans for us were to give us a future and a hope.

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Whenever you enter new territory, such as when the Israelites entered their promised land, there are always battles.  The current residents will not willingly give up their territory.  Yet eventually, they must, because God said so.  Just because we have to battle for something, just because it is not easy, does not mean it is not God’s will!

I was reading the book of Esther and marveling at the divine reversal that occurred.  In one glorious day, the tables were turned.  The Jews went from teetering on the precipice of annihilation to triumphing over all their enemies.  They went from being hated and despised to being honored and feared.  Esther and her uncle gained great influence over the king and they had won his favor.  Everything started to work for their benefit and promotion, and best of all, they would not be slaughtered!  How I longed to experience what a divine reversal felt like; to go from having everything go wrong to having everything go right.  To feel God’s special affection for me wherever I went.

So I prayed that God would make that principle a reality in my life; that I could walk in the favor that Esther had.  I opened up my devotional that morning and read, “The Lord will bless you and watch over you.  The Lord will smile on you and be kind to you.  The Lord will look on you with favor and give your peace!” Numbers 6:24-25.  It was as though God was saying to me, “I heard you and my answer to your prayer is yes!”

Lance Wallnau defines favor as “the special affection of God toward you that releases an influence on you so others are inclined to like you or to cooperate with you” and “the charisma of Christ that makes you appealing.” What does he say we should do to obtain this favor?  Love God, seek His face, become like him, and ask him for His favor.  Decree His favor over every area of our lives and believe that He hears us.  We also need to be able to look at ourselves in the mirror and love ourselves.  After all, how can we accept God’s amazing affection if we don’t agree with it?  Basically, that would be telling God that he was wrong about us, and we really don’t want His favor after all.

Last Sunday at church, God gave me a perfect illustration of what his favor looks like.  My littlest son is now 16 months old.  He was supposed to have moved out of the nursery awhile ago, but it is just easier to place him in the care of familiar faces in familiar surroundings.  Well, last Sunday, I decided to try him in the older room.  I entered to find only one teacher present; a sweet, young girl with a pregnant belly.  She already had four children in the room, one of whom was crying quite loudly in a rocking chair.  I was hesitant to put my little Courage in that room and add a fifth child.  I wouldn’t want to take care of 5 non-verbal toddlers by myself if I were pregnant.  I stayed with him in the room for a while, wondering what I should do.  I finally decided to leave and enter the adult service.  Just as I was walking out the door, the woman from the younger nursery came in.

“There’s Courage!  We were wondering where he was!  He is our favorite, you know.  I think I need to steal him back!”

“OH!  How many babies do you have in your room?” I asked.

“None have come yet, and there are two of us in there, just waiting to make Courage happy.”

“Oh yes, please do!  I didn’t realize that your class was empty!”

So the sweet woman whisked Courage away.  He was specifically chosen and sought out to receive the exclusive attentions of two adoring teachers simply because he was their FAVORITE! THAT is what FAVOR looks like!

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I have been praying for God’s favor on my life.  Favor for the traffic on the highway to be sparse and fast moving whenever I need to travel.  Favor for my line in the grocery store to be the fastest.  Favor for our business, that it would catch the positive attention of every person and business in our town that needs a sign.  Favor for my children that they would get the best care from every teacher, babysitter, nurse, and doctor we ever meet. Favor in the eyes of every person I come in contact with.  This may seem rather selfish.  After all, why should I get special treatment?  Because I am His favorite, that’s why!  God loves every person, no matter how twisted, grumpy, evil, or unlovable they are.  He wills the best and the highest for each one of them, but that doesn’t mean He likes them.  Favor is when God really, really likes you!  The reason God really, really likes you is because you are like His beloved son here in the earth; loving God and loving people, doing everything with the highest best of God in mind.  So when people cooperate with me because I have the favor of God, they are actually cooperating with God.  And when they are cooperating with God, they are actually cooperating with a force that intends to bring about the very best for them.  So they are doing themselves a favor when they extend favor to me!

My faith in His favor is increasing as I see Him work out surprising and incredible circumstances on my behalf…after all, I am my Daddy’s favorite.