InSPIREd Sunday

While we were in Huntington Beach before and after my brother in law’s funeral we took a side trip to visit the church we attended when we lived in Huntington Beach from 1976-1984.

Evangelical Free Church, Huntington Beach.

Our son Josh attended Joyful Noises way back in the early 80’s.  Both of our son’s were dedicated to the Lord at this church.

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This photo is from the baby dedication of our second son, Daniel, at E.V. Free. Our pastor at the time was Bob Thune. Dan decided he really would rather stay with the pastor instead of being handed back to me after his dedication. Too funny. You might recognize the name Thune as Bob’s brother is John Thune the honorable United States Senator from South Dakota.

One of the planters in the church yard had tiles with the names of God, our Lord on it.

The name of the Lord is a strong tower; the righteous man runs into it and is safe. Proverbs 18:10

Linking up to InSPIREd Sunday with Beth and Sally.

Under His Wings ~ Hymn

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Under His Wings

Under His wings I am safely abiding,
Though the night deepens and tempests are wild,
Still I can trust Him; I know He will keep me,
He has redeemed me, and I am His child.

Refrain

Under His wings, under His wings,
Who from His love can sever?
Under His wings my soul shall abide,
Safely abide forever.

Under His wings, what a refuge in sorrow!
How the heart yearningly turns to His rest!
Often when earth has no balm for my healing,
There I find comfort, and there I am blessed.

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Under His wings, oh, what precious enjoyment!
There will I hide till life’s trials are o’er;
Sheltered, protected, no evil can harm me,
Resting in Jesus, I’m safe evermore.

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Words: William O. Cushing, 1896.

It’s the People…

…that are the church of Jesus Christ. Wherever believers are together you will see the love and the light of Christ. This is my people post. These people came together in love to support my sister Vera and her kids. They came to love one another and to serve one another and to comfort one another.

My sister’s family.

The Bagdanov cousins with a few missing.

Many of the grandchildren with our pop.

Our kids all together for the first time since Dan and Jamie’s wedding.

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Dear’s SIL Christina and our nieces Kacie and Annie, with our Dan and Jamie.

Katie and Andrew with cousin Kacie.

Kelly, Christina and Lydia.

Svetlana and Irina.

Tanya and Fred. They are cousins.

John with Nick’s brother in law Alex and sister Nadia.

Nick’s sister Janet with her sons George and Victor. I spent some time with George and Victor in the critical care waiting room at Cedar Sinai and was moved by their love and concern for Nick and Vera. They spent hours at the hospital on Saturday and Sunday and made sure Vera had something to eat and drink.

Diane with my cousin Jim and Jeaneen.

Vera and Lee,  a friend from our days at Evangelical Free Church Huntington Beach.

My cousin Katrina with Jaydee.

Heidi with my cousins Nina and Helen.

Paul, Diane, Vera, Valia, Christine, and George. Valia is my cousin and Vera is her aunt. Paul is Vera’s son. Diane says she and Vera were my Sunday School teachers when I was in kindergarten at Bethany Baptist Church.  Diane and Christine are sisters. George’s parents were good friends of my parents from their time in Iran and after they immigrated to the U.S.A. We were in youth group together, too.

My cousin Tanya and sister Kathy.

Milla with her husband Ron and my girlfriend Shirley’s husband Chuck, friendships that started at Bethany Baptist Church. Milla’s mother and my mom were good friends in Tehran and in the U.S.A.

Cousin and cousin’s of cousins, Milla, Tanya, Manya, Shirley and Vera.

The couple on the left whose names are Nick and Vera met at my sister Vera and Nick’s wedding back in 1969. They started dating and were later married. Fun story. John and my cousin Valia are on the right.

My best friend from Bethany Baptist with her daughter and our son Josh and dil Laura.

Laura, Nicole, me and Heidi.

I missed taking a photo of many others that attended.

There are stories behind the centerpieces Nick’s kids, nieces and nephews came up with for the tables at the reception. Nick was known for his white t-shirts. He was most comfortable in a white t-shirt and shorts. When the weather was colder he enjoyed short sleeved sweatshirts and shorts. If you ever asked Nick for something or thanked him for a meal he prepared at his house for you he would always say “that will be a quarter” or “just give me a quarter”. There was always a small pile of quarters on the kitchen counter. When Lenny asked for Debbee’s hand in marriage he gave Nick a quarter. He had a bag of quarters in his car just in case Nick didn’t think one quarter was enough for permission to marry Debbee. At the wedding when Nick handed Debbee over to Lenny at the end of the aisle Lenny handed him a quarter.

When I walked up to the casket with my sister Vera she placed this quarter in Nick’s hand. Tears were flowing…

 

We Remember…

Our son Josh wrote this tribute after Nick’s funeral that we all attended on Tuesday November 10th. This will be the first of a few posts from our time together celebrating Nick’s life on this earth.

“Celebrated the life of my uncle, Nick Titov yesterday. He was a hero for God, Country, and others by serving each sacrificially with Love. A veteran of the Vietnam War, who was laid to rest among 200,000 flag laden graves of fellow servicemen and woman, including my grandfather, Rex at Riverside National Cemetery in California. Thank you for your service to our country Nick! Thank you for your service to our country Titov family. Thank you Veterans and families! Your service and sacrifice can never be repaid, will never be forgotten, and is appreciated more than you know!”

Sandals Church in Riverside/Moreno Valley California graciously gave us a beautiful space to have Nick’s memorial service and reception. My brother Tim and his wife Letty are members of this church.

This is my pop giving Nick his respect.

The Patriot Guard Riders of Southern California attended Nick’s services. The Patriot Guard attends Fallen Soldier military funerals to show honor and respect to our country’s fallen heroes, their families, and their communities, and to shield them from protesters. They attend the funeral as invited guests of the Fallen Soldier’s family.

Nick enlisted in the United States Army and proudly served his country during the Vietnam War. His years of service were from 1967 to 1969. Nicholas’s job in the service was with Army Intelligence. He had obtained the rank of SP5 at the time of his honorable discharge

Our niece Debbee and nephew David delivered Nick’s eulogy during the service. They shared some memorable times growing up with Nick as their dad. We cried and we laughed at some of the stories they shared. Our niece Michelle sang “No More Night”. Our brother Steve delivered a poignant message about death. One thing I took away from the message is that Jesus is the one who rescues us from our body of death.

No More Night

The timeless theme, Earth and Heaven will pass away
Its not a dream, God will make all things new that day
Gone is the curse from which I stumbled and fell
Evil is banished to eternal hell

No more night, no more pain
No more tears, never crying again
And praises to the great, “I AM”
We will live in the light of the risen Lamb

See all around, now the nations bow down to sing
The only sound is the praises to Christ, our King
Slowly the names from the book are read
I know the King, so there’s no need to dread

No more night, no more pain
No more tears, never crying again
And praises to the great, “I AM”
We will live in the light of the risen Lamb

The Patriot Guard Riders escort!

A United States flag drapes the casket of deceased veterans to honor the memory of their service to America. The flag is placed so that the blue field with stars is at the head and over the left shoulder of the deceased.

The Rifle Salute.

After Taps has been played, the flag is carefully folded into the symbolic tri-cornered shape. A properly proportioned flag will fold 13 times on the triangles, representing the 13 original colonies. The folded flag is emblematic of the tri-cornered hat worn by the Patriots of the American Revolution. When folded, no red or white stripe is to be evident, leaving only the blue field with stars.

The folded flag is then presented as a keepsake to the next of kin or an appropriate family member. Each branch of the Armed Forces uses its own wording for the presentation …

“This flag is presented on behalf of a grateful nation and the United States Army as a token of appreciation for your loved one’s honorable and faithful service.”

The Rifle Guard delivering the spent shells from the rifle salute.

Riverside National Cemetery is a cemetery located in Riverside, California, dedicated to the internment of United States military personnel. The services are performed at one of several pavilions located on the cemetery grounds. The actual burial is performed at a later time. Because Nick’s funeral was scheduled on the day before Veteran’s day each grave site was honored with an American flag.

It was so special to have the Southern California Patriot Guard Riders take time to honor Nick and all of us with their presence and the moving flag line and then the great escort to the cemetery from the church.

I also want to add that this tribute and honor given Nick for his service in Vietnam was long deserved. When he returned from Vietnam back in 1969 he was spit on at the airport. Many people in our country who didn’t agree with this war took it out on anyone in uniform. This contributed to Nick never talking about his service until just recently when he finally opened up to his son.

My future posts from this day will include the many friends and family that attended the services.

Remembrance Day 2015

 

O God, the Strength of Those Who War

O God, the strength of those who war,
The hope of those who wait,
Be with our sons gone forth to fight,
And those who keep the gate.

Give to our hosts in battle’s hour
Firm hearts and courage high,
Thy comfort give to those who fall,
Thy peace to those who die.

Breathe on our land the spirit calm
Which faith in right bestows,
And in the hours of dark suspense
A faith which stronger grows.

In Thee alone we place our hope,
Thou Keeper of the just,
And Thou, through fight and fire and fears
Wilt justify our trust.

Thy ways are wonderful, O God,
Who makest wars to cease:
O let this be the final war
That ushers in Thy peace.

 

Every year, on 11 November at 11 am – the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month – we pause to remember those men and women who have died or suffered in all wars, conflicts and peace operations.

We laid to rest a Veteran and brother in the Lord yesterday surrounded by other veterans from the Southern California Patriot Guard Riders. I will soon post more about that day and how our brother in law was honored and celebrated.

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Fall, Leaves, fall…

By now the maple tree in our neighbor’s yard has probably dropped all it’s leaves. We will have our final yard clean-up when we return to the Seattle area.

In the meantime, we have had 3 full days with different members of my family working hard in Huntington Beach to get my sister’s home ready to sell. Some may think that it’s too soon to do this sort of thing but when you have so many of us gathered who are willing and able you go with the flow. Also a smaller more manageable home will be the best thing for my sister. Twenty one of us walked down the block from my sister’s house on Saturday night when our work day ended to order Mexican food at a storefront takeaway. We were a sight! This wasn’t an I’ll cook for you kind of weekend!

Cousins enjoying each others company while working and reminiscing.

Half of our kids arrived on Saturday from Washington and the rest arrive today. Our new daughter in law will meet my pop for the first time tonight. More joy and sorrow times. Tomorrow we gather for Nick’s funeral services and reception in Riverside.

Hope all is well in your corner of the world and that you are trusting the God of the universe!

Great is Thy Faithfulness ~ Hymn

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Great is Thy Faithfulness

Great is Thy faithfulness, O God my Father;
There is no shadow of turning with Thee;
Thou changest not, Thy compassions, they fail not;
As Thou hast been, Thou forever will be.

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Great is Thy faithfulness!
Great is Thy faithfulness!
Morning by morning new mercies I see.
All I have needed Thy hand hath provided;
Great is Thy faithfulness, Lord, unto me!

Summer and winter and springtime and harvest,
Sun, moon and stars in their courses above
Join with all nature in manifold witness
To Thy great faithfulness, mercy and love.

Refrain

Pardon for sin and a peace that endureth
Thine own dear presence to cheer and to guide;
Strength for today and bright hope for tomorrow,
Blessings all mine, with ten thousand beside!

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Words: Thomas O. Chisholm, 1923.

The First…

…baby expected to arrive in January for Tim and Jess.

The first grandchild for each of these soon to be grandmothers.

The first sweet little dresses!

The bunting says “Welcome Baby Girl!

I think it will be the first time these two sister-in-laws to Jess, my nieces will be aunties, too.

Jess and her mom.

Cousins and more of my nieces.

Jess and our grand niece, Avery.

Jess and her friend Michelle who was also her maid of honor.

The shower favors were hand made candles by my niece Michelle, All Good Things Candles.

We are all looking forward to meeting you Baby Girl!

 

On the Go…

Soon we’ll be in Huntington Beach again gathering for my BIL’s services and funeral. As we age we face the reality that family gatherings contrast dramatically between joy and sorrow. The last time I was in Southern California my time was divided between the Critical Care hospital waiting room and a beautiful setting at a joyful baby shower for a much anticipated arrival come January, a new grand niece.

I will do a full post on the lovely baby shower in the future.

This time when we head to Southern California more of us will gather around my sister and her kids as we lay Nick to rest at the Riverside National Cemetery. We don’t grieve as those who have no hope. We have hope and confidence that God has prepared a place for Nick. We will hug old friends and the Russians among us will welcome each other with a kiss.

When I was spending time in the waiting room at Cedar Sinai Hospital in Beverly Hills my eyes were opened to other families in the waiting room and how similar different cultures are at these critical times. Our first night at Cedar’s there was a Hispanic extended family taking up every chair and some on the floor of the waiting area. At least 20 or more. They vacated some chairs so my sister and I could sit down, too. As some of them left to go home they went around to each of their friends and family and gave them a hug and a kiss on the cheek. They even turned to us and gave us a kind farewell. The longer we sat together the more connected we became. The matriarch of the family offered us some food. She also shushed any of the younger folk who’s chatter got to loud. When we left we said goodbye and God Bless you. Their eyes lit up and they smiled and said God bless you, too.

We were glad the waiting room had large windows that made the space feel lighter.

We all find ourselves in a variety of waiting rooms throughout our lives. What are you waiting for? What is your hope?

Let your steadfast love, O Lord, be upon us, even as we hope in you. Psalm 33:22

Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer. Romans 12:12

May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, so that by the power of the Holy Spirit you may abound in hope. Romans 15:13

For through the Spirit, by faith, we ourselves eagerly wait for the hope of righteousness. Galatians 5:5

For to this end we toil and strive, because we have our hope set on the living God, who is the Savior of all people, especially of those who believe. 1 Timothy 4:10

Barn Collective

Joining Tom at Backroads Traveler with some barns and farm scenes from Duvall and Carnation in Washington State.

Thanks Tom for hosting the Barn Collective.

We had a very busy Halloween evening at this old house. We had lots of candy on hand an still ran out! Our daughter Katie handed out the candy getting many stares and comments on her make-up. She applied the make-up herself. She was a broken doll. I wish I would have taken a photo of one of the wide eyed kids standing and staring and being frozen on our walkway…

 12196186_10208070440627081_107226189245194434_nDid you get many trick or treaters?