Losing A Best Friend

Life will hardly afford you anything; so whatever it gives you, cherish it. Almost six months ago I lost my best friend to a massive heart attack. Not even forty, still so much like ahead of him, pursuing his PhD, raising two beautiful children, planting a church in a matter of moments-Gone!

There are those rare friends you seldom find in life that become so close that the term friend would almost seem as an insult; rather the best term that would fit would be brother! This was him. The scriptures make reference to Jonathan and David and the bond they shared. I was blessed, for a short time to know that kind of relationship.

Truth be told, I’ll probably never have another friend like him or friendship like the one I had with him. But, I can say with assurance that he taught me how to be a friend. He taught me how to be a friend and love regardless of”_____.” Fill in the blank.

So, real talk; every day that I reach over to send him a text. Each day I try to call him. Every time I sit to write him an email and the sudden realization sets it, it hurts like utter hell! Not the throbbing kind of hurt, but the stinging kind of hurt. Like a bee sting to the soul. The apostle Paul said “the sting of death is sin.” He was right, but we who are on this side of heaven feel the sting daily with the passing of a dear one.

Call me crazy if you will (you wouldn’t be the first), but even thought I’m “young” and have so much life ahead of me, there is still a part of me that longs for the day when Heaven will become a reality. A day when I can stand and see my savior and be joined with the saints of the ages and worship with perfect totality of my being. Knowing my friend will be there too, just sweetens the deal.

I’m a better man today because I met the friend of a life time. “A friend loves at all time.”- proverbs 17:17 He loved well!

Here Goes Nothing!

I’ve contemplated for about a year now starting a blog. I finally got the courage to do just that. I hope to share with you who are reading the insights of just a normal guy, living a somewhat normal life. A life of faith, conviction, and just day to day struggles, oh and the rather eclectic oddities that I find myself dabbling in from time to time.

There is not much to me. I’m a minister, husband, student, bookworm, a struggler of same-sex-attraction, and more. In 2018, I dare to say that I’m normal. Oh, I forgot, I live in the Bible Belt of America. So, normal? Maybe. Maybe not. That’ll be for you to decide.

Let’s talk life. Let’s talk life without holding anything back. One of the greatest disservices we can do to one another is to fail at communicating. Let’s be honest. Let’s be truthful!

For over a year now, I battled weather or not I should even write, but the time is right and the time is now!