Giving Thanks for My Inheritance

Sorry, but this post is not likely to have much to do with personal finance. But in the spirit of the Thanksgiving holiday, I write it nonetheless.

I'm certain I'm not alone in this, but for the last little while as Thanksgiving approaches I've had someone on my mind. Someone I've always been thankful for, but seemingly more now.
Thanksgiving was my Papa's favorite time. This will be my first one without him.
He loved only God more than he did his family and getting together with them. Just being with all of us never failed to bring tears to his eyes. Six kids and a slew of grandkids and great-grandkids- yet I always felt like I was special to him, and I know the rest did too.
My Papa believed the Bible and preached it- just the way it was written. He raised his kids to believe the Word, and because of it, I in turn know that there is one God and His name is Jesus. If he can see us, and if tears of joy are allowed in heaven, he's cryin' those tears every Sunday morning when my cousin teaches that same Word.
The Bible says that a good man leaves an inheritance to his children's children. My Papa may not have left me a dime, but he left me an inheritance greater than money by teaching truth.

**Note: If the day/date at the top of this post throws you off, that's because I started writing this on Sunday. I guess I have a bit of my Papa in me because my tears have delayed me for two days.