Sometimes we can only hope that a person knew how important they were to you. When that person is no longer capable of hearing that sentiment, feelings of sadness and regret seep in, when you never did make known your eternal love for them, when they had eyes to see and ears to hear.
Hugga Wugga, though you cannot hear me now, you have meant so much to myself and my three children. You oversaw the salvation of my son as well as my twin daughters when they were old enough to understand. You made the walk with Jesus visual. You made it exciting. You put songs in all our hearts that we will sing forever. You gave us stories that bring us joy and keep us on path with where we need to be in life.
Hugga, I want to thank you when you stood up in court for us during my custody battle. Your testimony was instrumental in the judge awarding me my 3 greatest treasures and the reason I live today…my 3 children. They attacked you, they attacked me and they attacked the church but you stood strong and I will never forget what that meant to me. To all of us.
Hugga, you walked the walk and you talked the talk. I don’t know if I’ve ever known anyone real-er than you. To have been where I’ve been. To understand and connect with so many, young and old. To consistently wear your faith on your sleeve has been so beautiful.
And now, in the arms of the king, with a smile as big as your life was, I will not say goodbye but rather I will see you again. The rewards are plentiful, I’m sure and you deserve all which is bestowed you. We love you, Hugga Wugga. Our teacher and our friend.