one thing i remember about him that goes back to when i first got to know him is he loved superman. he thought that he was superman. the rest of us would just stand there and laugh with him about it...knowing fully that he wasn't. but in a few ways, he was...
whenever we were out doing something he would stand behind us all to make sure we got wherever we were going ok. he would lead the way when necessary. he once caught a girl right before she would have fallen over a waterfall; without a thought about himself. he would laugh when we did something stupid, in fact, he would collapse. he told us it was medical, but that being so very hard to believe we would laugh at him until he regained control of his body. whenever we saw a movie he would want to be whatever the main character was. "i always wanted to be a treasure hunter!!" "I wanna be a jedi!!" "I wanna be batman- swoop over all of Potsdam!!"
he was a good listener. he would sit and talk with whomever, about whatever for as long as it took. many a night we would stay up late and talk about our life plans, goals and dreams- where we would be in ten years. we'd talk about cars. we'd talk about smallville. we'd talk about investing. we had more in common than either one of us would ever admit, and we had our differences.
last year we took a ski trip to vermont the day after christmas. when i started talking about the trip this year, a fleeting thought skipped across the forefront of my mind- i wanted to ask him what he thought about this particular date, which slopes we should hit, what car we should drive down. but he won't be with us in VT this year; and he will be missed. very missed.
there are more memories than i can write, more sayings that i can capture, and more of an influence than i can explain. but something that always stood out- he loved God, and would tell everyone that he did. he was a man of God- a prayer warrior- our brother. he would stand up and make the hard call when needed. he had a vision for missions, for the peope around him, and for any and all lost souls.
he is missed terribly. i am sobered by the thought of his passing everytime it's recalled. i'm humbled to think that there's a torch to be carried- a race to be run. we won't forget that, Chris. we love you as a brother, admire you as a leader, and treasure you as a friend. today would have been your birthday, and that makes it a hard day. we would have been at a party with you tonight.
but we will not mourne in your death- we will rejoice in your life. we love you always and forever.
"sown in weakness; raised in strength."
posted by Kevin @ 7:29 AM
2 Comments:
that was touching. thanks.
man, I miss him so much.
That was really great to read.
-colleen
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