A century of life

                    We buried my grandfather this afternoon.
      He just turned 99 years old a few weeks ago, so he didn't actually hit a full century.
          That is close enough for me.
              His last night was surrounded by the people he loved.
       Not a lot to say about that. A man who loved God, his family and the simple things God provided is tending the Lords garden in Heaven.
      After seeing his remains surrounded by a century worth of the people he touched, I think I have a tiny inkling about the meaning of success.
          It means to have dutifully and faithfully served God and family.
              Can it really be that simple?
                 No other values really seems to matter. Money, property, fame all eventually disappear but the true legacy is the values instilled in generations following.
             If the generations who do follow continue to serve God, to love Him faithfully and carry it forward then that is real success.
                You did great, grandpa!