June 24, 2015
June 24, 2015
This note isn't to you, Steve, it's in memory of you. I believe, without shame, in something that cannot be seen but remains the hope of those who trust in God. I believe you're more consumed with being in the presence of Jesus than what is happening to me right now, because you understand my future is secure and that this life doesn't have to be the dramatic struggle we make it out to be. I know, because you see him. You are experiencing firsthand the peace the rest of us try and gain through "stuff" while we're here. I'm not enough of a theologian to make a compelling argument that though God promises angels to watch over us, that is not your purpose right now. You left behind something that is more important to me than a ghost type figure that shows up whenever I need you. God and God alone takes care of that. You have, however, left memories of a loving brother who would protect when i needed protection and encourage when I needed encouragement. An example of an unconditional love for family. You were human enough to be mad, but then forgive. Willing to express your views, like it or not, but just as quick to show your support. I think if I'm honest, I want to know I made a positive impact on others while I'm here. I really don't believe what I sometimes say, "I don't care what others think." And I can tell you, you made an impact. We still argue, but we forgive. We still deal with issues, but when we think about you, we are reminded that this special bond that God gave us, family, is one to appreciate while we can.