Remembering David Turner Sweet February 1958 – August 2018. Some stars shine so bright, they burn out too soon.
David graduated from Concordia College, Ann Arbor, MI followed by WELS Seminary. He was student Pastor in Puerto Rico, Lutheran High School and Prescott 1st Lutheran Church where he met the second love of his life, Emmalee. The first love of his life was His Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ. Consequently, he dedicated his life to the preaching and teaching of the Gospel. He Pastored in La Crosse, WI, Marquette, MI, Hale Corners, WI and 26 years in Payson, AZ. He and Emmalee had 4 children, Joseph, Lydia, Madalyn and Noah. There are 5 grand-children. I am so grateful to have been married to such an extraordinary man who by God’s grace loved his wife as Christ loved the church and gave Himself for it. Likewise, this premise followed making him an exceptional father. I’ll love and cherish you forever, David!
Silly, loveable, and always laughing; my father brought joy to all those who knew him. A truly exceptional mind with a ginormous heart, he was always listening and always caring. His lifelong goal was to help people and to be there for them when they needed him most. He was a teacher, poet, linguist and preacher convinced it was better to give than to receive. We have lost someone we love that cannot be replaced, cannot be forgotten and will eternally be mourned. I love you forever, Dad, and I am thankful for every lesson and every laugh and that much of you will live on through me.
Dad, I won’t say you were a “good man,” because you would hate it if I did. You dedicated yourself to the principle that “there is no one good, not even one . . . for the wages of sin is death; but the gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord.” Instead, Dad, I’ll call you a wonderful father, and my best friend.
So much comes to mind as I think about the wonderful human that my father was. His grand passion was to show people a way to have hope in life and to relinquish their guilt. He served others more than he served himself. He was giving of his love and time and truly wanted to show all people a way to freedom. He loved harder in one moment than most people love in a lifetime. He had an explosive imagination that could dream up the most incredible ideas. He taught me humility and patience, to love before being loved. He had a loud presence yet soft and tender temperament. He was a remarkable human being who had great courage to live beyond himself and that is the way he will always be remembered. Rest in peace, my dearest daddums.
Dad, looking back at pictures of you and us when we were little, I realized something. You were an adventurous spirit. We had great adventures together, like when you took us camping and read Goosebump books to us around the campfire. You loved Winslow and took us to the Winslow pool, and we said, “Winslow pool! No school!” You saved my life one time when I was drowning in Lake Patagonia. You changed and saved many lives in your lifetime. The most important thing to you was to raise us to believe in our Savior. Thank you for the many adventures and the care you took to teach us about Jesus. We love you in this life and the next. See you in the blink of an eye, Dad.