It is sad to age and lose the few who are friends.
Good Friends. Though seldom in the same room.
But it’s happened again, and it’s getting harder to consider
How fragile life is, and how quickly the end may be.
Over the past few months, it’s come to light how fragile friendship is. It’s not the idea of being “known by thousands” but who will be there, call, or reach across social platforms and share your life in a way that is not public. A smile in the voice. A compliment. A kind thought. Yes, even a word in season.
But when you get around these same few, the hugs, tears, and laughter can be alarming to those who don’t know the connection. I’m okay with that. He’s my friend.
My friends strengthen me, and I grow stronger as they pass from this life. What? How? Why? For the most part, they are pointing the way. Watching how they live, love, and ultimately leave a lasting impression makes me a better person. Yes. I’m strengthened and even emboldened to embrace a more encompassing lifestyle of being a better sibling, son, father, husband, pastor, stranger, and friend.
Roger Blackburn, you will be missed, but I thank you for those years of distant friendship. Thank you for showing me a better path. Thank you for those hugs. Thank you for singing to God and preaching His Word. You’ve done a great job blazing the trail Home; I’m incredibly thankful for that.
Lead on…
What shall I render to the LORD
For all His benefits toward me?
I will take up the cup of salvation,
And call upon the name of the LORD.
I will pay my vows to the LORD
Now in the presence of all His people.
Precious in the sight of the LORD
Is the death of His saints.
(Psalms 116:12-15 NKJV)
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