In May of last year, a good friend and co-worker died suddenly of a massive heart attack. Age 44. Today, another good friend and co-worker died instantly when a car turned into the path of his motorcycle. Age 52. Dave left behind his wonderful wife, two kids, and three grandkids. He was pronounced dead at the scene. Death came on a beautiful spring day to a good man with a huge heart doing one of his favorite things ... in the blink of an eye.
Dave was a talker. He loved to engage in conversation and, when he did, he was always 100% present in his relationship with you. I admired that.
He liked to sometimes show a "tough" exterior but anyone who knew him knew that he was an incredible softy inside. Like I said, he had a huge heart. You don't very often see co-workers cry ... I have seen Dave shed more than a few tears over the years.
I will miss him but what bothers me more than anything is that he was someone who I counted as a friend for more than 20 years and yet I really do not know if he had ever accepted Christ as his Lord and Savior. He was a good man and I hope, pray, and assume that he had but I really do not know for a fact. And that is something which I deeply regret. I do not normally live with regrets but that is a regret which I will carry with me forever, praying that it brings about change in my life in terms of getting to know people better and witnessing to them more.
I loved him and I will miss him, as will so many others.
Jesus replied, “I tell you the truth, unless you are born again, you cannot see the Kingdom of God.” (John 3:3 NLT)