One of us called him husband, several of us called him Daddy, many of us called him Poppy, and, like me, more of us called him friend.
Teddy Monday… No matter what you called him, He won’t soon be forgotten. No matter where you met him, he seared a mark into your memory that won’t soon be forgotten.
He worked harder, talked longer, and fought braver than anyone I have ever met with the condition he faced.
His family not only cared for him in a way that would rival the greatest of all health care teams, but they also worked beside him, the last several nights helping (or hindering) his work on stop lights and other projects he felt he needed to complete through sleepless nights before he passed from us.
There was never a time that I visited with Teddy that the phone wasn’t ringing or his friends and family weren’t stopping in to see him. Teddy had an impact on all that knew him, and I think his life made all of us better. Everyone that I have met through Teddy and the Monday family have welcomed me and loved me in a similar manner that Teddy did. I have often compared their response to me like a family’s response to a stray dog. I may not have fit, but they certainly made room for me.
Teddy was young at heart. No matter what the condition of his body, his mind was young. Carolyn and Teddy are both that way. I think the reason is very obvious. They love young people and their hearts, lives and home have always been open to young people.
Jerry Malicoat referred to Teddy as “the man behind the curtain,” he explained that at just about every youth function that was hosted, Teddy was helping build the set, wash the dishes or pull trip wires and fire fog machines during the play or event. Not everyone can understand what that means to those of us in vocational ministry. Teddy Monday knew. He valued his ministers and he valued his church family.
Ultimately, Teddy’s life was a life that Jesus shined through. Of course he wasn’t perfect, but Teddy took the command “love one another” seriously. He always had a word of encouragement, in fact that probably sums up his life better than hard worker…encourager is more appropriate.
The morning that Teddy passed from us I heard McKinley say, “God must have needed something built today.” Teddy’s sister, Margaret, posted on her Facebook, “God has another angel.” Those are pleasant thoughts and it is certainly appropriate to imagine what Teddy is experiencing in this portion of eternity that he has entered. However, I believe the Scriptures paint a far better picture than that. Teddy is home…at the feet of the Master, Jesus.
It’s not my job, your job or anyone’s job to “preach” Teddy into heaven. I’m not going to attempt to do that and I would discourage anyone else from trying to do so either. I choose to take Teddy simply at his word. Teddy and I talked more about life than we talked about death. Teddy told me just a few days back, “Tim, I’m ready. I know that I’m right with God. I wish he’d heal me and I think there is still time for that, but I’m ready.” Teddy knew what he was facing and he never gave up hope in our Father or his ability. Today we gather to celebrate the life of Teddy Monday, the husband, Dad, Poppy and friend. Teddy was sure that his trust was in Jesus. I take Teddy at his word and trust him in the hands of an all loving, all just and all merciful Father.
Today, we are sad to say good-bye to our friend. Through Teddy’s life we find inspiration. But there is hope and that hope surpasses Teddy’s life. That hope traces back 2000 years ago to an event called the resurrection. Teddy’s life was impacted and changed by Jesus. A Jesus that didn’t only live, love and die, but a man that returned to life as a sign and promise that we too are going to be with Him again one day. I look forward to the day I can see Teddy again, and many others. But I look forward more to being in the presence of the God and Father that was the source of life that flowed through Teddy Monday.
Teddy, see you again…soon.
That doesn’t leave you out at all. You’re still amazing and we are quite willing to give you proper respect and credit for what good women do, make better men.