Denton William Moore

Five years ago this July I said goodbye to my precious mother. This past Sunday, I said goodbye to my beloved father.. My heart aches with their absence; I am so thankful for the lives they lived and the legacy they left behind.

My mother taught me how to make something out of nothing. She was a creator in every sense of the word.. she lovingly cared for her home, her family and her children. Her hands were always busy, but her heart was even busier-giving, serving, and loving. She showed me that beauty can be found in the simplest things, and that love is often expressed through quiet acts of kindness.

My father showed me the depth of a father’s love for his daughter. From the time I was a little girl, I looked up to him. His hands were warm and gentle, his smile welcoming, and his hugs made everything feel safe. He faithfully led our family in prayer around the supper table and taught us to look to our heavenly father in every season of life. He protected us, loved, and pointed us to Jesus by the way, he lived his life.

This photo was taken in front of the little red Chapel, where my father preached for many years and where my mother faithfully served beside him. It is a place filled with memories of worship, family, friends, laughter, and God’s faithfulness. Standing beside my dad there is a memory I will treasure forever.

Some of my sweetest memories are of his singing, dancing with me, his teaching, his laughter and the joy that filled our home because of him. Through my parents, I came to know my Heavenly Father and my savior Jesus Christ. There is no greater gift they could have given me.

Dad, I miss you more than words can express. Thank you for every sacrifice, every prayer, every lesson, every hug, and every expression of love you gave me. Mom and Dad, your influence will remain with me for the rest of my life and by God’s amazing grace, into the kingdom of Heaven.

Today I find comfort, knowing that after five years apart, you are together again with your Savior. Until we meet again, I will cherish every memory and thank God every day for the blessing of being your daughter.

“ I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.” -2 Timothy 4:7