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On behalf of my family I want to thank you for being with us today.
Your presence here is more helpful than you believe and your prayers have been felt.
I’d ask for your continued prayers for all of us but especially my Mimi as she’s adjusting to a very new normal.
That being said, we’re sad but we are here to celebrate one of the greatest men I’ve ever known and we intend to do that today.
My Pawpa was one of my heroes and because of that I’ve really struggled with what to say to properly honor him.
My goal with every funeral that I’ve had the honor of preaching or that I will preach is this: I want to comfort the family, I want to honor the deceased person, and ultimately I want to glorify God.
With Pawpa all of these goals are well accomplished simply by looking at snapshots of his life.
We’re comforted by remembering how he treated and loved us.
We’re comforted because we know what he’s doing right now.
He’s honored because he was an honorable person.
If you want to know about Pawpa’s good qualities and if you want to know about all of the good things he’s done for people you don’t have to look really hard.
Everyone has a legacy.
Pawpa’s legacy honors itself without us having to say much.
God is glorified today because for the last 80 years my Pawpa’s number one goal and number one aim in life was to glorify God.
He lived for someone far greater than himself.
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So the truth is, I’m not really needed to accomplish these goals.
But I also count this as one of my greatest honors so far.
To preach a memorial message for a man as good as my Pawpa.
When I really began thinking about what to say and what to say there were a lot of characteristics that came to my mind.
I want to use some stories and some scripture to remind everyone this morning what kind of man Pawpa was.
Pawpa was a funny person.
He had all these little quirky sayings that I never heard anyone else say.
One of my favorites was “You bet your sweet bippy.”
If you asked a question where answer was clearly a yes Pawpa always said, “You bet you sweet bippy.”
I’m 31 years old.
I still don’t know what a bippy is.
But I know that I have, it’s sweet, and in certain gambling situation it can be used as legitimate currency.
My other favorite was, “She went to Hoxie on her speeder.”
I never knew what this meant either.
I didn’t know that Hoxie was an actual town in Arkansas.
I met a youth pastor at a conference a couple of years ago and he told me he was from Hoxie.
It was like a second nature to me.
As quickly as he said he was from there I responded, “Did you go there on your speeder?”
He was like, “What?”
I just said never mind.
Pawpa was funny and there’s alot more important thing that he said that i’ll never forget also but I’ll definitely not forget these among a number of other Pawpaisms.
Pawpa was a helpful man.
If anyone needed help he was a good person to ask.
If they needed help paying the electric bill, Pawpa would pay the electric bill.
If they needed help hauling something, Pawpa would show up with his truck and his oddly shaped trailer and haul it.
About 3 years ago my wife and I were tossing the idea back and forth about adding on to our house.
Pawpa saw the plans and we talked a bit about what we were thinking and he said, “Well don’t pay anybody to do this.
You just tell me when you want to do it and I’ll drive my motor home up here and stay till we get it done.”
About 2 years ago my sister and Josh wanted new flooring in their house.
Guess who helped them install it and saved them a lot of money that they would’ve had to pay a contractor.
If I was a betting man I’d say that when he started driving for uncle Glen it was because he saw that he needed help and that he could do that.
He was a man of his convictions.
Pawpa knew that on most things there’s a boundary between right and wrong.
He stayed away from the boundary and lived the way that he scripture taught.
One of my favorite things in recent years has been sitting down with Mimi and Pawpa and discussing theology that we didn’t agree on.
Pawpa knew exactly where he stood and he was going to make sure you knew where he stood also.
I’m thankful that he’s with Jesus now so that he’s finally getting all the answers right.
One of my favorite Pawpa stories is from his driving for Glen.
They were a legitimate freight company but they drove one ton trucks rather than semi trucks.
Pawpa was at a truck stop one day and I’m not really sure what happened but a man in a semi got out of his truck and told Pawpa to watch out.
The man said, “Mister you gotta watch it, This is a big truck.”
Pawpa got up the back part of his truck and stuck his fists on his hips and said in a really deep voice, “Well this is a big truck too!”
He wasn’t going to back down from what he felt was right.
He was sturdy and was a solid foundation for the most part.
But with his grand children that man was a push over.
I’m not sure he knew how to say no.
I remember when I wanted to buy my first rifle.
He asked me what I wanted for my birthday that year and I told him I’d just like money because I was saving for my first rifle.
He waited until after my birthday was over and asked how much I needed to buy it.
I had a new rifle that night.
My sister and I were the only grandchildren for a long time until Lexi came along and ruined that.
We had a good thing going.
But I would like to remind the rest of you that when my sister was born, they stayed in Louisiana.
When I was born they came to Oklahoma.
When the rest of you were born, they stayed in Oklahoma.
So I think we can just put two and two together and figure out who the favorite is.
He was a great grandpa.
We had a little funny farm that was purely for the enjoyment of grand kids.
We had a horse named Pogo and and doney named taco.
We had a couple of goats that we bought from a german family.
I know one was named Dexhiem but I can’t think of the name of the other one.
But none of it was for Pawpa, it was for his grand kids.
We got every disney movie there was the day that it released on VHS.
I think we have had a rabbit that just wandered freely in the house but that one’s a little vague so I could be making that part up.
But the things he gave us and bought for us were not the reason he was an amazing grandpa.
He was an amazing grandpa because he wanted everything to do with us.
He wanted to have fun with us.
This may be cruel but one of my favorite things to do with Pawpa, and he only did this because I thought it was hilarious, was go up on the deck and dump ice water on the cat that was sitting on the ground.
He was always at grandparents day at the school.
And I was always so happy about that because I thought I had one of the coolest grandpas around.
During the summer when we weren’t in school he’d call up and just come take us to lunch.
Sometimes we’d go eat with Mimi and the cafeteria and Valley View.
Sometimes we’d go get a happy meal.
Sometimes we’d skip lunch all together and just go straight for the ice cream.
He came to most of my basketball games and baseball games.
Not everyone got to have grandparents in the stands but I did and I always appreciated it.
Even when I moved off as a grown up he made every effort to be there.
One of my favorite pictures is from the day of my daughters 2nd birthday party.
They had driven the motor home up just to go to her party.
And I got this picture of Maya sitting in Pawpa’s lap reading a book.
Which is the favorite activity of both of them.
Anytime I preached they wanted to know about it.
If they could be there they’d spend 6 hours driving the motorhome so that they could listen to me preach for 30 minutes.
I got to spend a morning with him just before he went back to the hospital for the last time and the pastoral side of me was wanting to offer encouragement and just visit with him.
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