Today — April 5, 2007 — brings special memories of my father, Benjamin (“Bennie”) Lee Fudge. This would be his 93rd birthday . . . had he not died suddenly and unexpectedly at age 57 in February 1972. It’s an amazing thought. I cannot imagine him old. Nor is it easy to think that I have already outlived him by nearly six years.
His photo faces me atop my small home office desk as I type these words. He is wearing a suit and tie as he always did, even at home, until he was ready to go to bed. His expression is friendly but serious. He loved life and was full of humor but he was never frivolous. His life was focused on serving God — as a Christian publisher, preacher, author, informal counselor, Bible answer man, husband, father, grandfather — and that is what we remember most, all of us who knew and loved him.
I look forward to seeing him again at the Resurrection (Easter is about that, not bunnies or Spring time, remember!) and to enjoying his company throughout eternity. He spoke often of his own anticipation of meeting Moses, Abraham, Peter, David, Mary, Ruth and all the other ancient saints whose stories he knew so well and told with such animated enthusiasm and joy.
I remember Daddy in detail in chapter 4 of my autobiographical book, The Sound of His Voice: Discovering the Secrets of God’s Guidance. Today, on the 93rd anniversary of his birth, I invite you to share that with me. You can click here .
