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I feel rather odd writing this. It seems so . . . not enough, and tacky perhaps to be talking about something so substantial on a blog of all things. But at the same time, to go on writing posts as if nothing has happened seems worse. When you're separated from things it's sometimes hard to grasp them as reality. I know it's true. But at the same time I don't. Written words don't seem powerful enough to actually express the meaning behind them.
There was a car accident yesterday. Two people will probably hold the emotional, and perhaps physical scars for the rest of their lives. I cry and pray for them. The third, a friend, a really great guy, didn't make it.
What to say? . . . He was a Christian, for that I know we're all thankful. He's in a much better place right now. One friend commented that the angels get to rejoice. . . I've always found that a hard thing to take comfort in. I believe it, fully. But still, holding that as a comfort - it's a concept that's hard for me to grasp . . . not tangible enough perhaps. I also know that even though he was young he's had a life with some really great experiences and a brotherhood of friends that many people only dream of. He will be missed. Extremely.
I'm debating whether or not to include this picture that came to mind as I was writing. Whether it's appropriate or not, if it would cause pain. But I think it could also cause Joy. Reminding those of us who were there of an incredibly fun night where we got to share in our friendship and our ability to be goofs. These three especially - before people started arriving and I was concerned the party might be a flop I remember hoping and praying that they would come. Wherever they were an amazing party and a good time was sure to follow. I've hardly met guys who know how to enjoy life and have fun the way these ones do. Just look at their costumes! (And they also know how and when to be serious - admirable traits not always found in young men of their age). Okay enough writing.
Even if you don't know them, if you're reading this. Please take a moment to pray for all the friends and family this tragedy has affected. Especially the two (on the outside) who were left behind. Thanks.
There was a car accident yesterday. Two people will probably hold the emotional, and perhaps physical scars for the rest of their lives. I cry and pray for them. The third, a friend, a really great guy, didn't make it.
What to say? . . . He was a Christian, for that I know we're all thankful. He's in a much better place right now. One friend commented that the angels get to rejoice. . . I've always found that a hard thing to take comfort in. I believe it, fully. But still, holding that as a comfort - it's a concept that's hard for me to grasp . . . not tangible enough perhaps. I also know that even though he was young he's had a life with some really great experiences and a brotherhood of friends that many people only dream of. He will be missed. Extremely.
I'm debating whether or not to include this picture that came to mind as I was writing. Whether it's appropriate or not, if it would cause pain. But I think it could also cause Joy. Reminding those of us who were there of an incredibly fun night where we got to share in our friendship and our ability to be goofs. These three especially - before people started arriving and I was concerned the party might be a flop I remember hoping and praying that they would come. Wherever they were an amazing party and a good time was sure to follow. I've hardly met guys who know how to enjoy life and have fun the way these ones do. Just look at their costumes! (And they also know how and when to be serious - admirable traits not always found in young men of their age). Okay enough writing.
Even if you don't know them, if you're reading this. Please take a moment to pray for all the friends and family this tragedy has affected. Especially the two (on the outside) who were left behind. Thanks.
posted by Charles at 5:21 AM
1 Comments:
Hey Char
It has been a really rough week here, and I know it maust be hard for you at a time like this to be so far away.
I saw your parents at the funeral. To be honest, it was one of the most beautiful, meaningful memorial services I have ever been to. The Wesleyan was full of people who knew and cared about him and the youth pastor did an amazing eulogy, sharing his own memories as well as those from friends and family - which not only honored his life but also celebrated it - it was very moving, and sad, but the reassurance that he is in the presence of Christ was very comforting, I thought.
I send my prayers your way as you deal with this loss in such a faraway place.
Love you!
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