Saying Good Bye to Close Friends

Tonight, I received word that one of my first friends in ministry has died. Tom and I started out in a small town in SD. He was the new minister at a Presbyterian Church just as I began my ministry at a Lutheran Church. His wife was the new minister at a Methodist church. Turned out my wife and she became pregnant at the same time. Our daughter was born a week before their son. We shared a lot with each other over the two years we were in the community.
I was already a reserve officer in the Air Force. My friend decided to become a chaplain in the Army reserves. Once he was accepted by the Army, I had the privilege of administering the oath to him. He went on much further in the Army than I did in the Air Force.
We lost contact with each other over the years, but thanks to Facebook we reconnected. I cannot remember who reached out first, but it was good to reminisce about the good old days and share what happened to our kids. I knew he remarried, but I did not know what happened to his first wife. Turns out she died two years ago, actually about the time we had reconnected.
Tonight his daughter posted on his facebook page he had died. Seems like he developed a painful disease in the past year. He talked about his warranty expiring. A month ago, he alluded to being in a long term facility.
Same thing happened to one of my older cousins about a month ago. Another cousin extended an invitation for all of us to have a reunion next year. He replied his traveling days were over. A week later, his daughter informed all of the relatives he had died.
Both people were key friends at important parts of my life, and now they are gone. Yes, there is grief. It is like part of my foundation has crumbled a bit.
I post this only to encourage everyone to reach out to old friends, connect with them, share what you can while you can; because, other they or you will be gone much too soon.
I was already a reserve officer in the Air Force. My friend decided to become a chaplain in the Army reserves. Once he was accepted by the Army, I had the privilege of administering the oath to him. He went on much further in the Army than I did in the Air Force.
We lost contact with each other over the years, but thanks to Facebook we reconnected. I cannot remember who reached out first, but it was good to reminisce about the good old days and share what happened to our kids. I knew he remarried, but I did not know what happened to his first wife. Turns out she died two years ago, actually about the time we had reconnected.
Tonight his daughter posted on his facebook page he had died. Seems like he developed a painful disease in the past year. He talked about his warranty expiring. A month ago, he alluded to being in a long term facility.
Same thing happened to one of my older cousins about a month ago. Another cousin extended an invitation for all of us to have a reunion next year. He replied his traveling days were over. A week later, his daughter informed all of the relatives he had died.
Both people were key friends at important parts of my life, and now they are gone. Yes, there is grief. It is like part of my foundation has crumbled a bit.
I post this only to encourage everyone to reach out to old friends, connect with them, share what you can while you can; because, other they or you will be gone much too soon.
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This song comes to mind. The singer (if I remember rightly) is a minister in the Church of Scotland. I used to hear them at the Greenbelt festival.
'All of these beloved, asleep beneath our feet; ghosts who guard our past - as we live on.'
The recent threads about friendship on the Ship have prompted me to think about mine and I have two or three which go back decades but we live a long way from each other and are only occasionally in touch (picking up where we left off when we do connect). I feel I need to be more intentional about them going forward.
For the past couple of years I have anticipated the avalanche of funeral notifications to start dropping through my letterbox - if I don't depart first. No-one has admitted serious ailments so far, but then who want to pass on gloomy news? So we keep communication infrequent and light.
However, there is no denying that these times are overshadowed by possibility edging towards probability, and it is as well to prepare our hearts, as best we may, for working through some sadness.
I have no idea if she stuck to her rule!