As we’ve all heard one of our family members has just passed away. He was someone that was faithful, funny, passionate, kind, inspirational, wonderful, loving, caring, and he was a person who people would emulate. He was so caring that even when he was suffering he still thought about what other people wanted. He was also a true servant of God. I admired him so much I started to write a book. It is called Hope is a Butterfly That Flies. I was going to tell him, but there never seemed to be the right time. One day I wish I could be as big of a servant of God as he was. About one and a half years ago, he found out he had pancreatic cancer; though he never seemed to give up on living. He just kept on going till God called him. There are so many stories about Kirk that it is imposable to write them all down. My uncle was not only a servant, but he was a jokester. He put ketchup on his hand where when he stuck the pencil on it, it looked like he stuck a pencil through his hand. He also did awful things to my mom, but was always there for my mom like a second dad. My mom used Isaiah 40:28-31 to keep her going when she found out about the illness he had. Do you not know? Have you not heard? The Lord is the everlasting God, the creator of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary, and understands no one can fathom. He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.
In most funerals they say the people will go to Heaven when it’s not really true. Though we can say for a fact Kirk is in Heaven. One day we will get to see him, maybe not tomorrow or the next day but some day. We were so prepared for him to die; when it happened we weren’t prepared. It was so expected but so not expected. Even though it seems like God did all of this for suffering, but there is always a reason for it. We may not understand why there are mosquitoes, cancer, or even throw up, but there is always a reason. For a long time I could only see my old Uncle Kirk, until one time when we visited. I saw that death would come and it did. I realized that all I could do was pray and nothing else at all. I love my uncle and will never forget him. On March 4, 2008, Kirk Marcus McGee died, and on March 4, 2008, Kirk Marcus McGee entered the Kingdom of Heaven for eternal life with God.
