I know it’s been a while since I last wrote you all. As a matter of fact the last time you all heard from me was before the world changed forever. Changed… you may asking, what changed? My friends and family I want to remind you that their was a event about 3 years ago called the Pandemic which changed the shape of our world for ever. I must admit no matter how much we try to carry on with life as normal nothing will ever be the same again. However, it’s been a blessing to have known God leading up to that point and even relying on him in these uncertain times, or times of need.
So a little bit has changed in my life since I was the young man that wrote and published a financial book in 2015, and a relationship book in 2018. Thats right life has happened. In 2020 the world experienced the change caused by covid-19, and the world shut down. In the mist of that just like for a lot of people; devastation hit my family like most families all over the world got hit.We ended up losing my grandad that started the family church that my mom side of the family has come to learn and function from. It was a all of sudden thing, well to me at least it was. I knew how much grandpa had preached Jesus and I just knew he had so much faith that the only way he was going to leave this world was that God would have to check with grandpa about staying or leaving.
When I finally made that 30min -45min drive to grandpa house from my job after I got the call about him it took everything inside of me to expect the unexpected. I was not use to walking into his house and he was not there waiting to greet me in the big chair in the living room. I was not use to the quite walls staring back at me without another breath moving in the room. I didn’t want to believe what I had to accept was true. I grandpa was in his bed, with some of his daughters(my aunties) around him as he took his last breath. I just watched from a distance knowing I couldn’t do anything to bring him back. My brother and his newly wedded wife also standing by mysids, looked on in a gaze like this couldn’t be real. We lost grandpa naturally that day, but we gained strength knowing he was definitely going to a better place outside of this dark world. Most of the time this would be the part where I tell you I wanted so badly to go back and relive all the times we shared, but the truth is I enjoyed him as much as I could while he was on Earth with us all.
I have no regrets because the lessons he taught me will be forever in my heart. I use to go see grandpa every Thursday evening and sit with him into the night till Friday morning when my auntie would finally get home from work. Some nights I could stay up all night listening to him, but others I would be so tired from the strain of work, the drive to his house, and the calmness that met me there every Thursday that it was hard to keep my eyes open. He use to always talk to me, my brother, and my mother about the good ole days. I remember how him and my grandma met according to his stories. He use to repeat the good stories all the time. I remember also all the preaching he done from his big chair. I know how he felt about the church he had built with his own hands and how it took a turn for the worst in his eyes… and who knows maybe God eyes too! Grandpa always had love in his heart for others though. I use to make sure we always had what we needed even if it meant he go without. In my grown up days I found it easy to go see about him and help him in any way I possibly could.
I still remember riding him in my car especially when we had to take those trips to go see the doctor for his hearing aids. He know he didn’t like that uncomfortable feeling in his ear from those things, but when we got them sized and configured to match the shape of his ears he gave them try. When We got them to his house he only used them when he wanted to hear what we were saying. I never kept them in all day, I guess they still were uncomfortable to him.
I will never forget the many things he taught us, that he taught me. I learned how to obtain the anointing of God from him, how to ask Jesus to baptize me with the Holy Spirit, and how to pray about things instead of worrying about them. I will miss Grandpa and even though there is so much more I can say about him, I will have to continue this in another blog.
Love you all,
Kent Gant Jr is a ordained teacher and founder of www.kentgantjr.com, which has a total weekly reach in the hundred thousands. Kent earned an associate degree in business management and supervisor training. Following college, he quickly moved into management and managed serval grocery retailing stores along the southeast of America. While publishing his first book in 2015, Kent began traveling and making guest appearances on television and every other news outlet possible to share his ministry with the world. Kent has constant viewers all the time, and his social media following is loyal to reading whatever he is writing next.