Thursday, February 28
Not goodbye.. we'll see you later.
We gathered on Tuesday to say our final goodbyes to this man that had literally touched hundreds and hundreds of lives. Testimony after testimony was filled with how he had reached them, sacrificed his time, had served them with his talents, had listened, had given them a word, a verse, something that was perfectly in season. I know many, if not all of us, wondered why? How could this happen? When will it all make sense?
"Therefore judge nothing before the time, until the Lord come, who both will bring to light the hidden things of darkness, and will make manifest the counsels of the hearts: and then shall every man have praise of God."
I don't understand but I can only look to the one who will lead me, guide me through the places of desolation and incredible temptation and weakness. I'm tempted to ask why. But I won't. I believe in a perfect plan, and somehow while this is messy to the naked eye, one day it will all make sense.
In remembering him, we laughed and of course we cried. I bawled when there was a group picture of my dorm that appeared on the screen. He was our brother. Countless stories told that made us laugh, nod and say "yep, that's John". When the youth pastor said that "John followed all the rules" we all snickered and said "do you really think he did?". I don't know how this is possible but even in the midst of the sadness there was also joy. We were celebrating HIS LIFE. I felt quickened, almost alive because of this one man's life. It made me want to rush out and grab a struggling teenager and just love them. Or make that conversation with the best friend last a little longer. Or even go to church.. it made me want to be near the things that are eternal, that which will NEVER pass away.
John will be deeply missed but never forgotten. We will mourn the loss of a brother, servant and friend but one day we will see him again.
My note to my readers: I have to say that I was really humbled that even one person took a moment to post a comment to let me know that they were thinking about me. I don't take lightly any word spoken or written to me. Thank you for your thoughts and prayers - they brought great comfort to me. Because of that, I wanted to share what has been going on in my own heart.
Written by Tina at 12:08 AM