Friday night, Ryan was playing his guitar and just thinking about his Grandpa. He felt like the Lord told him not to worry, that he would be the first thing his Grandfather saw. We did not know he would leave us the next day. The grin on his face told us everything. He finally got to see his Jesus, who he had faithfully be serving for many years.
We will greatly miss our Grandpa Jack. He was Ryan's support and cheerleader in life. Ryan could always count on his Grandpa to be cheering him on, no matter how many mistake he would make. He was loved by all, and not one person could ever say a bad thing about him. He lead a peaceful, quiet life yet was a dynamic prayer warrior.
Because of Jack Sturtevant, my mother, grandparents and aunt came to know the Lord, as well as Ryan's mom and family. What an amazing spiritual heritage to pass on to our son. Our prayers is that my little Jack will live a life committed to the Lord and to follow in his great grandfather's footsteps. We have yet to see all of Jack's influence and prayers acted out. There is so much more to come.
While we will miss his smile and kind words, we know that we will see him again. There is great comfort in that. He was an amazing, wonderful man and i loved him dearly.
Here is Grandpa Jack checking out little Jack's "Sturtevant" toes. He certainly loved his little name sake.