A Tribute To A Man I Never Met
We do not grieve as those who have no hope. We encourage one another with these words. (1Thess. 4:13-18) I am currently watching so many collectively mourn the death of a man they never met, yet who greatly impacted their lives for the better. I am one of those people. How is it possible to so acutely feel a loss that isn’t “close to home”, the loss of someone whose face I have never seen (aside from a picture) but only heard his voice and seen his words typed out? I have been crying on and off since I found out, and I anticipate that will not stop soon. The world is darker because he is gone. And that proves that he was a bright light, not only in my life but I know in countless other’s lives as well. The world desperately needed his gentleness, his compassion, his love for people, for truth, and for Jesus. He was a balm to the soul and an oasis for many, myself included. He helped me to see that not all pastors are the same. That not all men are the sam...