Pappaw was ninety years old and he and Nannie had been married 69 years. Pappaw's eyes were barely open his last couple of days and his mouth was slack as his organs failed. He might slightly incline his head towards you when you were singing to him but he wasn't very responsive. However, on his last breath, his eyes opened wide and he smiled a big smile. What a beautiful finish, what a beautiful beginning.
Pappaw's service was today and it was incredible. Pappaw was not perfect but you NEVER doubted where his faith lay because he told you, he told everyone. He was a barber and everyone that came into his place of work heard about Jesus. He had a "million dollar bill" that he shared with people to illustrate who Jesus was and he was never ashamed of the beauty of the gospel.
I love that about my Pappaw. He was cantankerous, as the preacher said today, but he was a faithful man and nothing meant more to him than the Lord and his family. He wasn't perfect but he didn't wait to become perfect to boldly share the good news. I think that's the greatest lesson that I learned from him. He was so thankful for all that God had done for him and he shouted it from the rooftops (and the barber shop and the nursing home and the streets). He was devoted to his wife and so proud of his family. Now, he is singing beautifully and worshipping, free of pain or fear.
Bobby James Conville, Sr. was born March 11, 1921 in the Bienville Parish community of Driskill Mountain to Robert Newton and Mary Belle Smith Conville. At age 17, Bobby accepted Jesus Christ as his Lord and Savior and went to be with Him on September 4, 2011 in Ruston, Louisiana.