A friend of mine, Tim James, passed away last week. He was 38, married with two kids - a boy and girl. If fact both of his kids are the same age as mine. Tim helped me coach our son's basketball team last year and I was looking forward to coaching with him again this winter.
Tim walked out of a football fund-raiser at a local pizza shop last Wednesday when a brain aneurysm that had been developing, ruptured. He was in the hospital for two days, brain dead, and ultimately passed away last Friday. His funeral was on Tuesday. So, this week has been a long week, I had to travel on business and be away from home. I missed the funeral. I missed saying good-bye. I am going to miss Tim!
So for now, I will live with the mystery of what seems like a meaningless death. Why did this happen? What does this mean? What is the purpose? God???.... The tension of trying to make sense of why this happened won't go away. Strangely I find comfort in reading the book of Job. I can only hope that Tim knew and believed about the soul transforming message of Jesus Christ. I hadn't received the opportunity to talk about Jesus with Tim to find out.
Anyway....I'm sad he's not here anymore. I'm sad for his wife. For his Son. For his Daughter. For his Family. For our Community.
