Ben loved life, his daughters, who he called his “angels,” his family, and he loved playing sports, especially soccer. As much as their loss hurt and can never be replaced, the memorial service Terry preached on a hot July morning in central Georgia was not for them, but for a 39-year old man who left behind by his death a wife and four daughters.īen was 39 years old, and had struggled with addiction.Īs much as his burden weighed on his mind and earthly body, his heart found rest and purpose with Jesus. Poppa Luther’s fish fries got the family together over decades. Her grilled cheese sandwiches were legendary. Fufer’s table, bedrooms, and couches were always open to grandkids when family difficulties arose. Together, they helped raise not only my wife, but her Uncle Ken and Aunt Kat’s three boys. My friend Terry Theus preached a funeral I attended Saturday. I sat in the front section of the chapel with the family, because I had married into the Luther family nearly 15 years ago, and the Luther family is hurting right now in a way so many families would recognize from their own pain.īefore and during the pandemic, the family lost its matriarch and patriarch, Juanice (“Foofer”) and Fred, Sr.
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