This weekend has been a sad one indeed; the cold, consistent rain appropriates the spirit with which I write this post. Saturday morning a dear family friend left us. Eston Adcock was an exceptional man…a man who quietly worked to show his neighbors that he loved them; I owe him a great deal for all that he did to assist my grandmother after my grandfather left us in 2012. After knowing him for decades, my grandmother commented that she didn’t believe that she’d ever heard a remark of ill will from him. I’m writing this post because I believe that we should honor folks who show unwavering, unsolicited, sustained compassion over a lifetime.
For the suddenness of his passing and for the gaping hole that he left, I offer the Adcock family, this prayer:
For the compassionate spirit of Eston Adcock, Lord we give you thanks and praise.
For the love that he had for his Maker, Lord we give you thanks and praise.
For the way in which he cared for the earth through gardening and farming, Lord we give you thanks and praise.
For the generosity with which he extended his time, talents, and treasures, Lord we give you thanks and praise.
For the work he did which blistered his hands and tired his back, Lord we give you thanks and praise.
For the manner in which he loved Ann, his children, and his many grandchildren, Lord we give you thanks and praise.
For the friendship he extended to my grandparents, Lord we give you thanks and praise.
For his family who grieves tonight the loss of a cornerstone, Lord in your mercy, hear our prayer.
For the hard work of planning a funeral and burial, Lord in your mercy, hear our prayer.
For peace to flow down as plentifully as tears, Lord in your mercy, hear our prayer.
For recalling the years of memories which bring smiles and pain alike, Lord in your mercy, hear our prayer.
For the forthcoming difficult weeks and holiday season, Lord in your mercy, hear our prayer.
For the beautiful Adcock, Brooks, and Hager families, Lord in your mercy, hear our prayer.
Eston, Ann, Kathy Fields, Ann Davis, and Kate FieldsÂ
Eston and Ann Adcock
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To know Eston was to love Eston. If you have memories of him, leave a comment here. Let’s honor Eston’s legacy of service for God and for humanity.
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Beautifully written, Katelin. Could not have said it any better myself…except to add that Eston cared for and enjoyed riding horses. I remember the horse shows we went to when he & Pam would ride in competition…it was exciting being there growing up! Also, remember our gatherings at meals and at Christmas…always eating well and playing games…Scrabble and Rook. Good times together and wouldn’t trade those memories for anything. Eston loved well and we loved him! He will be missed.
I remember so that so well Kathy and how dear He and his family were to mine. God bless each of the Adcock’s.
Appreciate the memories here! They honor him; keep them coming!
The memories I have of Eston, was the sweet Christ-like spirit that you could feel when he came around you! I am 55 and since I was a child I have felt that spirit!
Thanks Jan. I would agree entirely… he had an incredibly sweet spirit.