It was only by God's grace that we made it through Dad's favorite holiday without him. I may have shed a few tears when no one was looking but the day was not as painful as I feared it would be. When I listened hard enough, I could hear dad singing "Up from the grave he arose" with the heavenly choir, now perfectly in tune.
We spent the holiday with the Clark's in Monmouth, which brought back many memories of Easter egg hunts with all the cousins growing up. We used to spend hours dying Easter eggs around the kitchen table. By the end of the day we had dozens of beautiful eggs, multi-colored fingers and we all smelled of vinegar. All the uncles, including dad, would take turns pushing us on the porch swing. Each one would turn their backs as they pushed us and act completely surprised when the swing came back at them a second later. To all of us this was completely hysterical, no mater how many times they did it. I have lost count of how many pictures we have of the extended family in our Easter clothes on the Clark's front steps.
As I think of the sacrifice that Jesus Christ made on Good Friday for each and every on of us, I pray that my fathers legacy will continue to invite people into a personal relationship with Jesus Christ. Jesus died so that each and every one of us will be reunited in heaven when we believe in him. As I look back on my fathers life and my own, I realize that this is the only thing that really matters. Everything else is "small stuff". If you want to know more about Jesus you can start by visiting: Who is Jesus, Really?
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This website was created for those who have had the priveledge of knowing Kent during his lifetime. Kent was a godly man who lived every day as if it were his last. He went to be with his Savior on Thursday, March 10th, 2005 surrounded by his family, less than a month before his 55th birthday. Please share your thoughts by "commenting" on any of the posts.
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Kent Britten, what a guy. I have had the great pleasure to get to know Kent over the past years through a small and close prayer group (Kent, Mark and myself) that met on Thursday mornings. I would consider Kent as one of my best friends. I have never met anyone like him. He had a true gift of a tender Christian personality and had an ability to walk into a room and brighten it up just because of the way he was. Whenever I visited with Kent, no matter what the subject, he would make you feel like nothing else was going on in the world and that his attention was focused only on you. We have had the opportunity to share trials, praises, prayer concerns and just everyday happenings. It was a true privilege to be a part of his life and for him to be a part of mine.
Kent’s proudest accomplishments were having a Christian family. He was so proud of his children, and of course, his granddaughter, Fiona!!
I will miss Kent tremendously and the close personal friendship we shared.
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