Death has been on my mind a lot lately. Don’t worry. I’m not a morbid person. Jordan, my friend and teammate, just “died” of cancer just five days shy of his 21st birthday, and although I know he is with Jesus, it’s been really hard. I was wondering why it’s been so hard, because I know he’s in heaven. I’ll get to see him again. I doubt I would have seen much of him over the remaining years I have here on earth since he moved to SC two years ago. So really what’s the difference? He didn’t die. He just blinked from earth to heaven in a second. Shouldn’t I be excited rather than having my moments of tears and grief? Maybe it’s because it’s hard to imagine his family, my friends, the team of ‘06 and the earth in general without him. Maybe it’s because I know he won’t be at or in the weddings I’ll attend in the future. Maybe it’s because I know he would have been an excellent husband to some incredibly blessed woman and an excellent father as well. Maybe it’s because it breaks my heart to think of people I’ve grown up with had to carry their best friend’s casket. Maybe. Maybe we’re just taught that death is a time of grieving. Maybe it’s because death IS very heartbreaking… if you’re not a Christian. How hopeless. Thankfully I know that Jordan is cancer free. He is in even better shape than he was before he was diagnosed with cancer (which is hard to believe), and he is basking in the glory of God’s presence. How awesome.
We’ll miss you Jordan, more than words can say, but we’ll see you again soon.
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