Today started off like any other Saturday. I had much on my to-do list, and not all of it got done. But today my world changed, and I don’t believe it will ever be the same again.
Milestones and transitions occur in many times in the course of a life, whether we happen to be ready for them or not. Wikipedia defines rite of passage as “a ritual event that marks a person’s transition from one status to another”. Well, today someone’s transition rocked me to my very core. My dear friend Caleb Brice died today. I wish I could say my good friend, but he never really let me in to his heart, though I offered my friendship to him many times in the 20 years I’ve known him. He was a quiet man, nothing like his siblings, most of whom tend to be pranksters. I found him to be gentle. Thoughtful. Sensitive. When you’re a member of a church for an extended length of time you get to see the children grow up, and every once in a while you get to invest in them, to speak into their lives. I had such a privilege several times during this last year, and for that I’m grateful. I wonder if that young man knew how very dearly he was loved.
It’s hard to prepare for the unexpected. I for one often put things off, thinking I’ll have another chance to make it right, but the bible says we’re not promised tomorrow. I’m so grateful I had the chance to tell him just how much I care for him. Many don’t get that privilege. I know he’s alive and well in heaven, and that I’ll see him some day. Forgive me if today I’m a little bit selfish. My heart is grieved for the loss of a precious little boy in a man’s body who touched the heart of many. God alone knows how much I’ll miss him.
Kari, the thankful for her friends, young and old, here and hereafter
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