Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Early Morning Calls

There is always that hesitation, the pause as both sides collect their thoughts before the words are spoken, a friend has died.

David was a tick over 50 years old, a father of three sons, a husband of one wife, a lawyer, a singer of exceptional range, a guitar player, and so much more. I got stuck on his name looking back at me from this years mission list as I made a couple of calls and there were his titles: "Music Leader, Site Leader, Driver Van 1." Yeah, he was so much more than that.

He taught Romans as you would expect an attorney to, with zeal and passion, certain that all who heard would listen and grow smarter for it. Some did, me among them.

He sang worship songs beautifully, especially when in his own voice full of cracks, rasps and wonder, equally well when tempered back so as to let the song sing and the people hear that, rather than him.

He sang Rock n Roll as few others. Elvis Costello, the Beatles, James Taylor, Jackson Brown, and many more. Always on target and from the heart.

He went on more mission trips than I can count, balanced those around him well, and served in humility.

Dear God, welcome him home, please. We'll miss him deeply here.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Eloquent and touching. I'll miss our friend, Dave.

7/31/2008 5:56 PM  
Blogger Bookworm aka me said...

I'm very sorry to hear of your loss. It sounds as if he was an exceptional person.

8/04/2008 11:26 AM  

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